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Morgan had been laying in tha bed all day. For the past 2 days she been having them false alarm shits, I think they called Jackson Hicks or some shit like dat.

All I know is I'm ready to meet my princess.

Paris bean head ass was here with Chris but I ain't mind cuz she was in our room helping my baybeh out with the pain.

Me and Chris was putting tha final touches on my baby girls room so we could show Morg.

"So you ready to be a dad." Chris asked.

"Nigga why you asking me some dumb shit like P ain't pregnant too. Yea I'm ready man." I chuckled.

"I'm just saying, almost 2 years ago we was out drinking and partying every night. Now we finna be have kids, you finna be a married man soon. Shits crazy man."

"I hear ya." I said nodding laying down the last piece, the rug.

"Good job man." I said doing our handshake.

"Ain't no problem for my brother. We go be good." He said giving me a bro hug.

"Ight come on. Let's go get Morg." I said.

"Bet." He said.

We walked into the room and saw Paris helping Morgan walk around the room.

I instantly became alert.

"You gotta breathe Morgan." Paris said lowly. I rushed over to them.

"What's wrong mamas?" I asked Morgan rubbing her back.

She just continued to breathe until I guess she felt the pain ease up.

"I'm ok babe. Just some pain." She said counting to walk back and forth.

"Morgan Alsina don't have my baby on this damn floor. Do ya need to sit down?"

"No. I just want to be left alone." She said as her eyes watered.

I just sighed.

"Can y'all give us a minute."

Paris and Chris just nodded and walked out the room and closed the door.

"Baybeh come here." I said standing up helping her sit on the bed.

I kneeled down in front of her and just looked into her eyes.

She was scared.

"What you scared for baybeh?" I asked in a soft tone grabbing her hand.

"Huh?" She said.

Almost as if she was wondering how did I know that.

"What. Are. You. Scared. Of?" I asked agin.

"I- I- I don't know. What if I'm not a good mother? What if I let our baby girl down-"

"What if you're the most amazing mother a girl could ask for?" I said. "Morgan I know you didn't have the best mother figure growing up but that shit don't define you. I wouldn't let you fuck up even if you tried baybeh. We in this together. We're learning together." I said assuring her.

"Thank you. And your going to be an amazing father." She said looking me in my eyes.

"Ain't no need to thank me baybeh. Ya heard me."

She chuckled.

"I've always loved your accent." She said smiling.

"What? You like when I say, baybeh, baybeh, baybeh, baybeh, baybeh?" I said over again tickling her and kissing all over her face.

"August stoppppppp." She said laughing harder.

We fell back on the bed laughing.

That's what I loved to see. I'd do anything to keep that smile on her face.

"Ughh I have to be again." She said calming down from her laughing fit. "Help me up." She said holding her arms out and I sat up from the bed.

"I got ya mamas." I said.

I placed my hand at the small of her back and we walked to the restroom.

I helped her sit while she did her business.

As we walked back to the bed she stopped.

"What's wrong?" I asked concerned.

Her face squinted in pain and released as the sound of a gush hit the floor.

"Morgan wtf. You just used da bathroom." I asked still holding on to her to make sure she didn't slip.

"Dumb ass that's not pee. Her water broke. She's going into labor!" Paris said coming into the room.

I knew them nosey ass mother fuckers were listening.

"Ahhhh!" Morgan screamed while squeezing my hand.

"Ok. Ok. Ok. Let's get her to the car!" Paris said.

"P I got her. You grab da keys on da nightstand and crank up the car." I said. "Chris. go get tha baby bag and our bags that's in tha living room right by tha TV."

They both nodded and rushed out the room.

"Breathe baybeh. You got this." I said rubbing her back.

I wanted to wait until this contraction was over with before I picked her up.

Once she opened her eyes and slowly started to stand up I just waited till she said something.

"August are you going to keep fucking staring at me or get me to tha damn hospital." She said through gritted teeth.

"My bad babe." I said picking her up bridal style.

I carefully made it down the stairs because I didn't want to used the in home elevator.

Paris already had the garage up and Chris was putting the last bag into the car.

"Y'all ready?" Chris asked.

"Ready as we'll ever be." I said.

I made sure we had everything like our phones, chargers, her pillow, etc.

I could set the alarm from my phone so I wasn't too worried about that.

I told T to open the gate and have security follow us and to make sure the hospital knew we were on our way.

I love my Nation but I wanted this to be as private of a moment as it could be for us and our family.

I feel like some people don't understand that we're humans too at da end of the day and want some things just to be for us.

"Ughh.. Owwwww!!" Morgan cried as I sat in the backseat with her holding her hand.

"Breathe baybeh. Breathe." I said as I unlocked her phone going to the app to time her contractions.

I'm not as nervous as I thought I would be. Don't get a nigga wrong tho. I still feel like shitting bricks.

"CHRIS! You better push the mother fucking gas before I have this baby in this car!" She yelled.

"I'm trying sis. I wanna get us there safely." He said.

"We almost there sis. We 2 minutes away. Try to keep my Brookie Cookie in there for just a bit longer." Paris said from the passenger seat.

Me and Paris made eye contact and she just gave me a reassuring head nod.

I think she could tell my nerves were getting to me but I had to stay focused for Morgan and Brooklyn.

Chris quickly whipped the car into the parking lot.

Paris was on the phone with our mothers letting them know that Morgan was in labor.

There were about 4 nurses already outside with a wheelchair and security surrounded us so paparazzi couldn't take pictures of us.

I didn't want pictures of my wife on the internet in pain and at a vulnerable state.

We made it to the second floor where they blocked off the last room on the hall for us just in case people showed up.

Once we made it to our room they immediately started to change her clothes and hook her up to these machines while I signed all this different paperwork and shit.

Fifteen minutes later, we had everything settled and Morgan was on this yoga ball they had.

I got a chair and sat behind her and rubbed her back while softly singing my song "Drugs" in her ear as she breathed.

I felt her stomach tighten meaning she was having another contraction.

I slowly had her face me as she silently cried into my chest from the pain.

Our main family like my mama, her mom, her dad, T, Paris, Chris, Travis, Cha, and the girls were all in here having their own side bar conversations.

At this moment I really wasn't focused on them because it felt like we were the only two in the world right now.

Getting ready to invite our daughter into the world.

"Ow. Ow. Ow. Owwww!" Morgan cried squeezing my hand.

"I know mamas. It's gon be over soon." I said.

I hated seeing my baybeh in so much pain.

If I could take the pain away I would.

Her contractions were about 5 minutes apart and she was 6 centimeters dilated already.

Our baybeh girl was moving fast and ready to get outta there.

"August I can't do this." She said sobbing.

"Shhhh. Don't say that." I said to her.

"Uncle Aug is Auntie Morgan ok?" Maya asked. "Yea Uncle Aug why Brookie hurting her mommy? That's not nice." Kay said.

"She's ok girls. It just really hurts because Brookie is heavy and she wants to come out."

"Ohh ok." They said just watching.

"Ughh." Morgan said sighing in frustration. "This stupid ass ball shit doesn't fucking work." She continued.

"Mommy, Auntie Morgan said bad words." Kay said.

"Girls how about we go get something from downstairs." Travis said.

"Yayyy." They cheered as they rushed out the door.

"Here. Finish your ice." My mama said coming over and feeding Morgan some ice they gave her in a cup since she couldn't eat right now.

Morgan sighed and opened her mouth as my mama fed her and her mom fixed her hospital bed to make it more comfortable for when she was ready to lay down again.

"August can I speak to you real quick." Morgan's dad asked.

"Yea." I agreed as we moved to a far corner to the room. I didn't wanna leave Morgan outta my eye sight.

"I just wanna say thanks man for being there for my daughter when I wasn't. That's a true man." He said.

"Ain't shit to it man but I appreciate it." I said giving him a man hug.

It was finally time to push.

I changed my clothes.

Our family decided to let us have this moment to ourselves and they would just wait in the private waiting room next door.

"You ready babe?" I asked her as the started to adjust the bed and prop her legs in place.

"Yea cuz Brooklyn is killing my back right now." She said tiredly.

I kissed her on her forehead as doctor Keira walked in.

"Hello my second family. Are y'all ready?" She said putting on her gloves.

"Yesssss." Morgan said groaning.

"Alright Morgan I'm going to need you to focus on breathing and listening to my voice. August gently grab her leg and slowly pull it back to her chest. You can use your other hand to hold her hand. Morgan on your next contraction I want you to push as hard as you can while I count to 10 ok?" Doctor Keira said giving us instructions.

Morgan nodded and maybe 30 seconds later she winched as she started to push.

Morgan screamed while pushing. Squeezing the living hell outta my hand.

Doctor Keira counted to 10 and she told Morgan to take a quick breath.

"Good girl mama. Let's do it again!" Doctor Keira coached.

After about 4 more pushes Morgan was very tired all over again.

"Come on Morgan you got this girl. Give me two more big pushes and your babygirl will be here. I already see her head and she has a head full of it." Doctor Keira said laughing.

"I can't. I can't do this anymore." Morgan said sounding tired and defeated.

"Yes you can baybeh. You are doing so good and I'm proud of you. It's up to you to bring our baybeh girl into this world. Give us two big pushes ok. I'm right here. Just breathe." I coached whipping her sweaty forehead with a towel and kissed her lips.

"Ok..." she said softly sniffling.

"Here we go. Push, push, push, push, push, push, push...." Doctor Keira said and suddenly we saw a small figure come out.

Morgan said in release.

I grew worried when I didn't hear our baybeh's cry.

I looked over to see what was going on.

They suctioned her nose out with that baybeh suction cup thing in her nose and mouth and suddenly we heard our baybeh's sweet cries.

We both let out a breath I didn't think we knew we were holding.

I looked up at August and seen him crying. Which made me cry.

If I had to do it all over again I would.

Once they wiped her down they placed her on my bare chest and in that moment I felt a different type of unconditional love.

August leaned over and kissed her cheek.

"Look what we created." He said. "She's so beautiful. It's time I get some bigger guns around the house."

I just shook my head and chuckled.

I pushed out the after birth and they cleaned everything up before going to get our family.

They covered her bassinet as they took her out of the room so they could do some quick test.

"You were amazing baybeh. I have a whole new side of appreciation for my wife." August said grabbing my hand and kissing my knuckles.

Our family walked in soon after asking us where she was and how did we feel.

Soon enough our baby came rolling in with the nurse and August's team of body guards on each side, covered up so no one in the halls of the hospital could see her face.

"Ok everyone. We would like to introduce to you our princess,

We were finally back at home and this would be our first time going inside the house with Brooklyn.

I walked in first because the doctor told me rest and still no heavy lifting so August was getting Brookie out and our bags.

I was excited to finally see the her room.

"Ight baybeh you ready?" August asked handing Brooklyn over to me since he had been hogging her.

The only time I got to really hold her was when I was breastfeeding or if he had a hard time putting her to sleep.

We walked up the stairs and he put his hand on the knob which was actually a handprint lock.

You see what I mean by overprotective.

"Ok. One. Two. Three." He said opening the door.

"Omg. August I love it! It's amazing baby. Thank you." I said smiling so hard my cheeks started to hurt.

"Anything for my princess and my queen." He said pecking my lips.

"I love you. Forever and Always."

"I love you forever and always too beautiful. You're my superhero." He said as we kissed.

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