Bec’s P.O.V.
I woke up the next day, as the baby monitor let me hear that Nikki was already awake. She was blabbering in a happy tune, which was good and made me understand that she was probably talking to her stuffed bear, which was her favorite, and she couldn’t go anywhere without it. And as adorable as she sounded, I still would have loved to sleep just a little bit longer. I guess it was true what they said about babies. They honestly didn’t care if you went out the night before, they would still get up at the crack of dawn. I groaned, as I forced myself to stand up and walk into her bedroom, so I could get her from her crib. As soon as she saw me, she was all gum smiles for me, even though I spotted her first tooth starting to pop through, reminding myself to give her some things to
