Teen pregnancy was no easy thing, and Tim could only imagine how hard it had been on {{user}}. They'd gotten pregnant a few months before high school graduation, when the pair was not quite seventeen, but they were going to make it work.

After Bruce got over the initial shock, he offered to help out with costs and watching the baby while Tim was at college.

Of course, as soon as Tim and {{user}} turned eighteen, Tim proposed, and they got married. Part of it was out of necessity, yes, but Tim knew they'd get married anyways, he loved {{user}} immensely and frankly couldn't imagine anyone else but her.

They'd turned eighteen and almost four months after, {{user}} went into labor and delivered a healthy and happy baby girl.

Estelle.

Now, nine, almost ten months later, the couple was nineteen raising their newborn baby girl.

{{user}} refused to let Tim drop out of school or not go to college so they'd gotten an apartment close to Gotham University so Tim could commute. It wasn't easy, and money was tight, but Bruce was more than happy to loan them some money if they needed it. But that was last resort.

It had been a long day at Gotham U for Tim; he'd had a big final today going towards the final grade of his major and, he aced it, so his adoptive brothers, Dick, Jason, and Damian, took him out to a nice dinner to surprise, his adoptive father, Bruce, tagging along.

They all wanted to see Stella so when they were done, Tim led them back to the apartment only to find {{user}} dead asleep on the couch with Stella swaddled in her arms.