Forever - Christian Yelich

Winning That Ring.

Brooklyn~ 

I need to get to a convenience store immediately. Because this is going to drive me crazy if I don't know. I happen to look at my phone and remembered I have a tracker app. What the hell am I going to tell Christian? Surprise, I could be pregnant?

Do I wait until the morning? The guys are going in for an early workout, I could just go then. This is going to throw off everything, especially the wedding. 

I sat in the dugout with that being the only thing on my mind. If I am, I'm extremely happy. I'm just thinking about the future with the wedding and it'll throw many things off. 

"I'll be back, okay?" Christian tells me as he went to go workout at the field. "Yeah, I'll be here." I'm not technically lying, I will be back when he gets here. I'll just be going to get a pregnancy test, or four.

I wait a few minutes to make sure I know he isn't coming back and start to get ready. If I have to wake up to a headache for the next few months, this isn't going to be fun. 

I walk out of our hotel room at the same time Larisa does. Shit. "Hey, are you going down for breakfast? The kids are watching a movie with Steph, so this is the only alone time I get," she tells me, and I kind of just stand there. Do I just tell her? I trust her and I need to get a pregnancy test.

"Um, come here, please," I say heading toward the elevator. We stand there waiting for the elevator to open up, "Brooklyn, what is this about?"

We step in, "Don't say anything to Ryan or Christian, or anybody," I say and she nods, "I think I might be pregnant and I'm heading to the convenience store that's around the corner. And, I'm sort of freaking out." 

Her mouth drops open, "Oh my god. Well, now I'm going with you," I laugh, "What makes you think you're pregnant?"

"This constant headache, I'm sore all over, super tired, I'm also about a week late, and have had the need to throw up but I haven't."

The door opens and we walk out, "Not to freak you out, but I think you're right. What does this mean for the wedding?" 

"My only thought and solution that I can think of are that we push it back a year. I don't really want that to happen, but, if that's what has to happen, it will. I'm more focused on how the fuck do I tell Christian because I don't even know how to drop that on him. I think he would be more than excited, I'm just scared, I guess."

"You two would make great parents. I've seen you both with the kids, and they love you."

I smile and think about all of the times with their kids and she's right, they love us and we love them. "I just need to know. I don't think I could've waited until we got back to Milwaukee. Also, Christian just thinks it's seasonal allergies, so I'll let him think that until I know for sure," I say and we both laugh. 

"How long does it say to wait?" I ask Larisa as we sit in my hotel room. "3 minutes." I put the two tests face down and leave them in the bathroom and walk back out after drying my hands. I set the timer and happen to see that the guys should be wrapping up soon. We gotta be fast with all of this.

Longest three minutes of my life. 

My phone starts to go off and we just look at each other. Okay, here we go. I stand in front of the mirror as Larisa leans on the doorframe of the bathroom. I flip them both over and tears start to immediately fall from my eyes. 

'Pregnant'  reads on both screens. 

I turn to Larisa in complete shock. Oh my god. That would explain a lot. Larisa walks the few steps over to me and hugs me. "What do I do? Should I tell him when he gets back or should I wait until after the game?" I ask because, well, I've never done this.