#andy bean

it had been a very long time since your wedding to stanley uris, and an almost as long time of you two trying to conceive. you’d both wanted children since the day you’d started dating, but unfortunately, didn’t have much luck with getting pregnant. supposedly, there were no medical preventions, and it was likely stress, but the two of you never stopped trying.

so, here you were, at 35 years old, holding a positive test. stanley was working from home that day, so he’d been sitting in his office whilst you did housework. however, you’d noticed some changes in you. you’d been far more exhausted, somewhat nauseous, and most of all, you were late. sure, only about a week late, but that was still a whole week! so, you figured you’d take a test, just to be sure.

as soon as you saw the two lines, indicating a positive, you basically screamed. “STAN! STANLEY! COME HERE!” you shouted for your husband, knowing that he’d hear, since his office wasn’t too far from your shared bathroom.

you instantly heard loud footsteps from his office, but they still seemed somewhat gentle. maybe just a little nervous.

“are you okay, lovely? what happened?” he called out, his steps quickly reaching the bathroom as he turned the doorknob and opened the door.

as soon as you saw your husband, your tears got stronger, and you stepped over to him and basically fell into his arms.

“woah- hey, hey, what happened?” he asked gently, and you just held up the test in response. his eyes widened instantly, and he grabbed it from you. he analyzed it, seeming to feel like his eyes were deceiving him. “is this… you’re serious, right?” he questioned, his voice somewhat shocked and in disbelief. you looked up into his sweet, brown eyes, nodding.

“yeah, of course i’m serious.” you replied, a small, nervous smile on your face. “i wouldn’t joke about this, stan. not after how long we’ve been trying.”

stanley nodded, gently kissing the top of your head. he continued to stare down at the test, his brows slightly furrowing. “how’d you know to take a test? you have been pretty sick lately, but i just kinda figured you had a bug… we’re kind of old to be getting pregnant, lovely.” he chuckled, a sweet smile on his face.

“well, yeah, i have been really nauseous, that was a pretty major sign… and also… my period was late.” you answered, sighing softly. you put your head down, so it was against stanley’s shoulder. “i’m probably only about a month along, i’m not sure… i’ll call the doctor and make an appointment to figure everything out.”

stanley nodded, softly kissing your head again. “okay… let me know when it is, i’ll try to get off work.” he replied, wrapping an arm around your waist and holding you closely.

you smiled, wrapping your own arms around your husband. “okay, i will.” you agreed, closing your eyes. “i’m tired… i think i’m going to nap for a little bit.” you spoke, and stan gently let go of you, grabbing a hand instead. he walked with you to your bedroom, taking off his clothes from work and gently helping undress you.

"guess stanley could not cut it"