A New Way is on the Way

Ever since the morning sickness started, I’ve been so cranky. I’ve snapped at Frank at least a dozen times and he doesn’t say anything about it. He just puts on a smile and tries to make me feel better. After every time I spilled my guts, he got me a glass of water and insists I eat something to refill my stomach.

“Thank you.” I muttered as I sat on the kitchen table and he set a cold glass of water in front of me.

“Anything for you.” He told me then kissed my forehead and started to cook something.

“I really mean it,” I told him and he stopped and turned around to face me. “I know I’ve been moody lately and you don’t say anything about it. You put up with it and try and to make me feel better. Thank you.” He smiled at my kind words and went back to cooking.

“Here,” He told me as he set a grilled cheese in front of me and a glass of blood. I muttered another ‘Thank you’ and started to eat. He sat in front of me and just watched me eat with a huge smile on his face. I raised an eyebrow at him and he just kept smiling at me.

“What?” I asked with a mouthful of food.

“I’m just so happy.” He said and reached his hand over the table to grab my hand, I happily took it and smiled back at him, “We are finally gonna have a baby.”

“Yeah, we are.” I said and placed my free hand on my tiny bump I was forming. “For the longest time I thought I was a failure.” I told him.

He dropped my hand and came over to my chair and moved me around so he was now sitting on the chair and I was sitting on his lap. I leaned my head in so it was resting on his shoulder and he wrapped both arms around my body, holding me closer to him. One of his hands landed on where I baby would be and my hand overlapped his.

“Why would you ever think that?” He wondered.

“I wasn’t getting pregnant, I was losing faith in myself, and ….” I trialed off.

“And what?” He pushed me to finish.

“I thought you were losing faith in me to.” I said quietly.

Frank didn’t say anything, we sat in silence for a minute, I thought he was gonna admit to losing hope in having a baby with me. Instead, he pulled me up so I was sitting upright and looking into his eyes. I felt my own forming tears.

“Never, have I ever, thought that or lost faith in you.” He passionately kissed my lips, “I would have kept trying if we were in our eighties if it would have made you happy.” He kissed me again, “I love you, and don’t you ever forget that.” Again we kissed. “I’m glad you didn’t lose hope, because look at us now,” He brought his hand once again to my stomach and my hand automatically overlapped his, “We are having a baby.”

He brought his hands up to my face to wipe away the tears I didn’t even know were falling, and kissed my forehead again and brought me back to our originally position so I was resting on him. We didn’t say anything. I was too afraid to ruin this perfect moment we were having. Soon he started to hum a song I wasn’t familiar with, he must have written it, he’s always writing up songs.

At some point I must have fallen asleep in his arms and he took me to our bed. I woke up wrapped in my favorite blanket and a new set of clothes. A hoodie and sweat pants, I would wear this every day if I could, it felt so nice. I heard noises coming from the living room so either Frank was watching T.V or people were over. It would be nice if I made an appearance if we did have people over; I hulled myself out of the bed and started for the living room. But as soon as I was out of bed, I felt a pit forming in my stomach. I knew that that meant.

I turned and ran to the bathroom that was connected to the master bedroom and fell in front of the toilet. As soon as my head was over the bowel, I split my guts into the bowel. I tried to be quite, so Frank could have his time with the T.V but I don’t think I managed. Just a bit later, while I was still throwing up, I felt a pair of hands run up and down my back trying to sooth me and another pair holding my hair back. I was really confused. When I had finished my business and looked up from the toilet, there I saw Frank and Gerard waiting for me. I still wasn’t feeling great, so I pushed myself away from the toilet and leaned against the wall. Frank flushed the toilet while Gerard sat next to me and rubbed my leg.

“How you feeling?” Gerard asked me.

“Like shit.” I answered, I heard Frank laugh then he walked away, he was probably getting me water or something.

“It will get better,” He promised me, “I came over about an hour ago, Frank said you’ve been sleeping for a while.”

“I’m still fucking tired though.” I complained. Frank came back and handed me water, I didn’t want to drink it but I know it would make him happy so I did it.

“I brought presents.” Gerard said out of nowhere.

“Presents!” I yelled like a child and hopped on Gerard’s lap and bounced on it, “Give me, give me, give me!” I yelled making both men laugh.

“There not for you.” He said as Frank pulled me off and then helped Gerard on his feet,
“There for the baby. When Lynz heard, she went crazy and started shopping, I brought a bunch of diapers and bottles and other shit.” He said.

“Thanks.” I told him, and we all went outside to bring the stuff in. Frank would let me carry anything big, I tried arguing with him but Gerard backed him up saying it would be bad for the baby. As soon as those words left their mouth I agreed and they pretty much brought everything inside for us. Since we didn’t have a baby room yet, everything went inside the living room and there was a lot of crap.

It was kinda overwhelming how much a baby needed and we apparently didn’t have everything we needed.

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