Rye's Start {EDITING} (Book #2)

Any Day Now

A couple of weeks have passed and I am now 39 weeks pregnant with my baby boy.

"So Katniss.Peeta. Your son looks perfect. He looks healthy and I don't see any problems so just take it easy now and wait." The doctor said.

"So any day now?" Peeta asked

"Any day now." The doctor replied.

After peeta heard those words he hasn't let me out of his sight, and it is very irritating. I can barely walk to the bathroom without him following me, and with Willow being on thanksgiving break that makes things harder.

So now I lay in (yes I mean in) the couch with just a bra and underwear, because any other type of clothing for some reason makes me feel claustrophobic.

My legs are on Peeta's as he messages them. Relaxing after Willow finally has gone down for a nap, at 1:50.

"Babe?" Peeta asks.

"Mmnnh?"

"How do-" he starts.

"Peeta I swear, if you ask me how I feel, I will show you just how I feel." I say annoyed.

He chuckles, then the baby starts moving. You can see his small foot and hand spring up. Peeta hands quickly cover my stomach causing the baby to kick and punch me more, until my stomach is red.

"Peeta can you stop please, it hurts now." I whine.

"What hurts?!" He quickly says.

I sigh,"The baby punching me... I don't think I can do this."

"Do what? Have the baby, why would you say that?"

"Because Peeta. How am I supposed to pop a baby out of I can't even go number two? And my back is sore, my boobs hurt-"

"I could massage them for you." He laughs.

I laugh."I think I'm okay, nice try."

"We should do something." Peeta says.

"For what?"

"Willow. This could be her last day as a only child. Let's take her to the woods."

Peeta is right. I'm not saying that today could be the day, but we should do something in case it is.

Peeta has to help me get out of the couch and helps find me a loose dress that doesn't bother me too much. I wear a pastel pink dress that makes my stomach look just as big without any clothes on. We wake Willow but she falls back asleep on the walk there.

We go past the real woods were I would hunt, past the pond, and to the meadow.

And as soon as we stop Willow tries to jump out of Peeta arms. Then we both laugh,She was never really sleeping... My little faker.

Peeta puts her down and she grabs a handful of dandelions. The cool breeze blows through her thick black hair and her pastel blue dress, she wore at Effie's wedding. She is in love with that dress.

I watch her play and run through the plants...and she is truely happy.

And I think to my self soon there will be two of them... In just any day now.