April, 2021
The next three and a-half months passed by seemingly at the speed of Light, maybe even faster than that, depending on who exactly one asked. During that Time, the pair of former spouses managed to more or less work things out so that it not only seemed like they'd never split up, but like they were more in Love than they'd ever been before. Maybe that was 'cuz both knew they were lucky as hell to get a second chance like this, 'cuz such a thing wasn't ever guaranteed, and neither of them wanted to squander it.
Aside from their relationship, the other big thing that Rob and Mishy'd been hard at work on was their unborn daughter's nursery. If there was anything the expectant daddy vetoed before the idea could come outta her mother's mouth, it was an overload of pink. They'd done that with their older daughter's nursery, and he'd always felt like he was sitting in a bottle of Pepto-Bismol, if he'd sit in that room to rock her to sleep before bedtime. But that'd quickly led to them bickering back and forth at each other like they'd agreed not to do, and he'd eventually put his foot down. Nothing was ever gonna get accomplished, if they kept behaving that way, and he was reminded of something that could work.
Since she'd proven herself once already when the Time'd come to redecorate Zoe's room into something more befitting a lil girl on the verge of womanhood, he called in his best friend. As a more or less impartial third party with a knack for interior design, turning her looseta completely design the nursery on her own was prolly their better option.
Once she heard him pretty much say Surprise us, the grin she'd shot them as she effectively barred them from the nursery was downright Impish. He knew his best friend would come up with something suitable, but his ex-wife was a lil dubious about his plan. Luckily, all it took to convince her that turning the brunette woman loose was showing her before and after pictures of their older daughter's room after he'd done the same thing with her. She was still a lil worried about not getting a say in the nursery design now, but she'd a lil more Faith in the woman even she'd come to claim as a friend.
And pleasantly surprised with the End results of unleashing her on their unborn baby girl's nursery, the couple most certainly was. Raven'd headed into the nearest BuyBuy Baby store on her own and simply browsed through the available bedding sets till she'd found one that Called to her. It'd a lil bit of pink in it, but the shade was actually more along the lines of Coral as opposed to truly being pink. That was good enough for her daddy, even though he hadn't wanted any pink in her nursery, mostly 'cuz the chosen set tied back to his own Ancestry. She'd chosen one that screamed Native American, which he'd a lot of in his blood line, but the set was also a reversible one so that the pink wouldn't have to always be visible.
Now that the nursery was long since done and Mishy's due date was on the horizon, it was just a waiting game that neither of them really liked. They were well aware that their daughter could come a couple weeks early, right on Time, or even a couple weeks late. But knowing how uncomfortable her mama was as she closed in on that due date didn't sit well with her daddy by any means.
It was on the Night of April twenty-sixth that Rob found himself sleeping alone for the first Time in nearly a Year. He and his ex-wife'd been watching TV on one of the few occasions that she'd managed to get him to sit still for more than five seconds. But the Night previous'd been one of the few occasions that he hadn't slept well, and it hadn't taken him more than two or three hoursta start dozing off after he'd stretched out so that his head was against the side of her belly. Knowing he wasn't gonna be happy when his neck started acting up later, the blonde woman'd gently shooed him off to bed, saying she'd join him once she finally got tired enough.
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Expect the Unexpected
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