“do you think it’ll be a boy or a girl?” // “the baby will not stop kicking my bladder, so that is why i refuse to leave the toilet.” // “is that a hand?” // “i’m going to be a dad/mom?!”
"do you think it’ll be a boy or a girl?"
If Ezra was being completely honest he hadn't given much thought to whether their child would be a boy or a girl. He had spent most of his time stressing about the fact that they were going to have a baby in the first place. Don't get him wrong, of course he was excited and happy about them having a baby together but he couldn't help but be worried. What kind of father was he going to be? His own father had never been a part of his life, and he'd never had any kind of father figure to speak of. How was he supposed to be a good father when he'd never had any kind of guidance in that area? It had taken him a lot of thinking since finding out they were expecting to realize that he didn't need to have had a father to be a good one. He had an amazing mother who had taught him love and compassion and really that was all that mattered. Ezra placed a hand on Rylee's growing stomach, giving her a little grin. "I keep dreaming it's a boy, but you know I'd be happy either way. As long as they look just like you and not me."
"the baby will not stop kicking my bladder, so that is why i refuse to leave the toilet."
Never in Roman's life did he think he'd ever die from laughter but right now he was thinking it was a very real possibility. The words that had just come out of Cecelia's mouth were probably some of the funniest he'd ever heard, and he had a feeling it had to do with the lack of sleep he'd been getting lately. His whole body shook with laughter as he braced himself against the bathroom counter. "Babe you cannot sit on the toilet for the rest of your pregnancy. But I mean we might be able to make it up real nice in here. I can bring you some pillows and blanket, maybe a few candles to liven up the ambiance. I can take up residence in the bathtub to keep you company." He straightened himself as his laughter calmed and he looked at the woman carrying his child. Man, how had he gotten so lucky to have this woman in his life? He certainly didn't deserve her but he was glad every day that she chose him. "There is always the option of wearing a diaper? Can get in a little practice before the baby gets here."
"is that a hand?!"
The amount of support Xavier had been giving her during her pregnancy still surprised her so much that she was still working on believing he wasn't going to just up and leave her at any second. She was beyond grateful for his patience with her. How she had gotten so lucky, she wasn't sure. Lately when they'd found themselves lounging around the house their focus had turned to her belly, always on the search for any movement. They both joked at times that it looked like she had a little alien in there trying to fight his way out. His. Calla had just found out the day before that she was carrying a little boy. It had been a huge relief on her end, fearing the thought of bringing a daughter into the world. As they laid there on the couch Xavier pressed slightly on her belly, hoping to garner a reaction from the baby and he did not disappoint. You could almost make out the ridges of his knuckles as he hand from inside her. "I think he's trying to give you a fist bump." She said, grinning up at the boy next to her.
"i’m… going to be a dad/mom?!”
It was hard to tell in Rhett's voice if that was anger or surprise. Usually she could read him like a book but she had been so anxious at finding out his reaction that she was having a hard time right now gauging whether he was mad or not. And really she wouldn't blame if he was. They had been being so careful, but she hadn't know the antibiotics she had been on a couple months ago would cancel out her birth control. Not until she had been at the doctor yesterday and they had informed her that was most likely what happened after she had cried that she took her birth control religiously. "I'm so sorry, Rhett. If I had known I would have made sure we were using a backup birth control." Shiloh pleaded, desperately hoping he wasn't mad at her. Her mind had never felt so scrambled before and she was having a hard time keeping her thought's straight. She had never been so worried before about what was thought of her, but that was different with Rhett. She loved him more than she had ever loved anyone before and his opinion was the only one that counted to her. It would kill her if he thought he had done this on purpose.
