Kurt was seventeen weeks pregnant and his baby belly was already beginning to show a bit. The doctor had told them that with this baby he will show earlier and the baby will also kick earlier because it was the second child. After twelve weeks, they told their families and Kurt began preparing the nursery again. Tonight, Blaine wanted to try and ease Aiden into the idea of a sibling, which Kurt had warned may not work as well as he hoped. Blaine had found a book on having brothers and sisters and Aiden stopped him after the title page.

“Why are we reading this papa,” The book looked at him inquisitively with the same hazel brown eyes and facial expression. “I thought you were reading Harry Potter to me?”

“I was sweetie,” Blaine smiled. “But today we are going to read this because in a few months you’re going to have a brother or sister.”

“But I’m the baby!” The boy ran upstairs to his bedroom and shut the door.

“Don’t Kurt.” Blaine said before Kurt was going to sing song I told you so.

Both men went upstairs and knocked on his bedroom door. Aiden didn’t say anything so they opened it and the boy crawled up to Kurt and put his head in the taller man’s lap only millimetres from his protruding baby bump.

“Why can’t it be you, me and Papa?” Aiden asked. “No stupid baby.”

At that moment, Aiden felt a small kick to the side of his face and Kurt placed his hand on his stomach.

“What kicked me?” Aiden had stopped crying.

“The baby was just saying Hi.” Kurt smiled as all three of them now had their hand on Kurt’s stomach.

It was a strange moment, but all four Hummel-Anderson (one was in-utero at that moment though), were kind of having a good family moment. And from feeling the baby kick, Aiden began to slowly feel excited about the idea of another baby for him to play with.

***

The rest of the pregnancy, albeit the sheer tiredness from carrying around a baby, was enjoyable for Kurt. This was until he got to full term, the baby bump hadn’t dropped yet and eight days later, Kurt was showing no signs of labour and the next day he would be induced. He had been in the garage for almost an hour and after Blaine finished the bedtime story for Aiden, he came in and saw Kurt packing what looked like dolls house into a box.

“Nine days overdue and you’re packing something away?” Blaine asked as Kurt almost ignored he was there.

“Kurt?” Blaine walked down the steps. “Kurt, are you okay?”

“I am terrified, Blaine.” Blaine helped Kurt sit on the bottom step. Kurt was now crying.

“Why?” Blaine asked. “You’ve done this before. You were in labour with Aiden for like 15 hours – well more so 7, but count the hours before it stopped during the night.”

“Not about that,” Kurt sobbed. “Don’t worry. You wouldn’t understand.”

“Understand what?” Blaine asked.

“You don’t know what it is like to feel outnumbered in your own home,” Kurt cried. “You and Aiden spend hours watching a football game and I don’t even know what is happening. You are teaching him to play football and baseball and I will never have anything like that with him. If we have another boy, I will be outnumbered again and I don’t know if I can handle letting two kids slip away, Blaine.”

“If we had two boys you would never let them slip away,” Blaine said pulling Kurt into him. “You got that from your dad, Kurt. You were different to him and he still played tea parties with you.”

“Do you know what the first year without my mum was like Blaine,” Kurt was looking at him. “Every day he would just say Hi and I would walk off. Dad didn’t start getting into the stuff I was into until I started inviting him to join my tea parties.”

“But he still tried Kurt,” Blaine smiled. “And I know a bunch of people who would kill for a relationship like yours and Burt’s, me included. So, you don’t play football, you and Aiden will find something that is sacred just to you two. Trust me. You are an amazing dad Kurt, and he even once told Cooper that he loved you more than ice cream. That is a huge honour for him, Kurt.”

“You are such a dork.” Kurt kissed the shorter man, as Blaine helped him back up the stairs.

The next morning, there was still no signs of labour, and the men dropped Aiden off at the Hudson’s before heading to the hospital where Kurt was settled into his room, his waters were broken and he was started on a Pitocin drip. The contractions started up slowly and after three hours, Kurt was slowly dilating and Blaine was starting to feel an overwhelming sense of guilt again. It wasn’t until 4 that afternoon that Kurt was told he was ready to push.

“Stop,” The doctor said after the second round. “Your baby has gone round to breach so it is going to be a little more difficult to get it out.”

“You ready,” Blaine looked at Kurt who nodded. “You can do this babe.”

Kurt winced and then began pushing with everything he had, crushing Blaine’s hand all the meanwhile. The doctor announced when the baby’s bottom came out first and about five pushes later, a very loud scream was heard.

“She has a great set of lungs there.” The doctor smiled at Kurt and Blaine, who were both tearing up.

“A girl,” Blaine kissed Kurt. “We have a boy and girl now!”

“One of each,” Kurt smiled. “We officially have the perfect family.”

The nurse lowered the small girl into Kurt’s arms and she immediately looked up to the man with his exact facial expression. Kurt was certain that she would have bitch glare down by two years old. She had his big eyes that were definitely going to be his colour soon, like Aiden, she also had his pale skin and her hair looked like it was going to curl, but it was more Kurt’s colour than Blaine’s.

“Sophie?” Blaine asked after Kurt was cleaned up. “Is that her name?”

“I don’t know,” Kurt said quietly. “It’s a pretty name but she doesn’t look like a Sophie.”

“I agree,” Blaine said after looking at her. “I kind of have another name.”

“I’m listening.” Kurt said cradling the small girl.

“You always talk about your mum and how amazing she was,” Blaine began as Kurt just nodded. “Eliza. Eliza Grace Hummel-Anderson.”

“Oh wow,” Kurt paused. “I do like it.”

“And if people ask and you don’t want to say, we can just tell them if it is after Eliza Doolittle.”

“From My Fair Lady.” Both men said at the same time and the girl was looking up at them.

“Eliza,” Kurt whispered as the girl gurgled. “Okay, you have a name.”

Kurt and Blaine decided to call and see how Aiden was, and Rachel answered the phone.

“You had it.” Rachel was beaming.

“Yeah,” Blaine smiled. “Just less than an hour ago. Seven pounds, four ounces. Healthy and a great set of lungs apparently.”

“Named?” Rachel asked eagerly.

“Eliza,” Kurt responded as Rachel tried to control her happiness.  “Finally someone named their daughter after a musical character!”

“Says the woman who begged her husband for nearly six months to name her daughter Fanny.” Kurt laughed.

“Well Natalie Fania doesn’t have the same effect.” Rachel was still not letting Finn go about the fact he chose Natalie because Fanny was apparently bordering on child cruelty for a girl.

“How is Aiden?” Kurt asked.

“He is okay,” Rachel smiled. “He just heard me say it was girl and he seems pretty okay.”

After they got off the phone, Blaine sent a picture of the girl to everyone and his phone immediately started lighting up. Kurt, Blaine, Aiden and Eliza – the four Hummel-Anderson’s, and the men couldn’t be happier about the fact that they got everything that they wanted now and Kurt didn’t have to get rid of his doll house.