I love John Schlossberg so much, and was dissapointed with the lack of content on here, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. I hope you all enjoy. y/n and John are both senators in the United States Senate, and are very close friends. Y/n...
The following months we spent with Caroline were some of the best of my life. I've longed for children since I was just a little girl, and now that I had one of my own, it seemed my world was complete.
But in the weeks following Caroline's birth, Jack had to start preparing for the fast approaching 2032 election. He still had not given up on his dream of the the presidency, and he soon needed to establish a campaign team and collect signatures from friends, neighbors, and family to be eligible to even enter the race.
However it seemed that collecting enough signatures was never a problem, for Jack ended up with enough, plus many more by the end of the week. Perhaps it had to do with Jack's grandfather, people could never seem to forget the magic that was Camelot, and even people who had never experienced it longed to.
By the time Caroline was six months old, we began joining Jack at various campaign events all over the city. I know Caroline hadn't a clue what was going on, but every time we would come watch him give a speech, he would find us in the crowd and wave to us. This absolutely delighted our daughter, and she was all smiles for the rest of the event.
The time for Jack to begin campaigning in other parts of the country was drawing closer and closer, and I was not the least bit excited to see him go. I couldn't go with him because I still had a job to do in Washington.
In the weeks before he left, his campaigning in Washington decreased tremendously, so that he could spend lots of time with Caroline and I before he left. He promised me that he would be back every weekend, the reassurance making me feel a little bit better, but I knew the toll that so much traveling could have on a person.
On the day he left for Illinois, I couldn't keep the tears from streaming down my cheeks as I watched him hug his daughter goodbye, and walk out the door to head to the airport.
On the days that he was gone, and I didn't have to convene with my colleagues I took Caroline up to Hyannis Port so she could splash around in the water, and I could spend time with Jack's parents.
Jack's absences took a toll on my health, or so I thought in the weeks that followed. He still came home every weekend like he promised, but one day when we were in Hyannis Port I woke up and immediately ran to the restroom to throw up.
After a few weeks the problem did not go away, and Jack's mother started to become worried. On the days that I saw Jack he would just simply lay with me if I wasn't feeling up to anything.
After a while he started to get worried as well, and phoned Dr. Monahan to come check me and make sure I wasn't dying.
When the doctor arrived he took some blood samples, and pronounced that I was completely healthy, however he found an abundance of HCG in my blood and we were told that there was a possibility that I could be pregnant.
The thought hadn't even crossed my mind, and all of a sudden it made sense. Dr. Monahan ordered that I be taken back to Washington immediately, to receive an ultrasound, and we loaded up all of our things into Jack's car and headed back.
The next day we had our ultrasound, and we brought Caroline along for the ride, though it was close to her nap time and she slept through the whole appointment.
We were shocked when we saw a ten week old baby in my stomach.
It bittersweet, because we were going to have another baby, but Jack wouldn't be around for some of the big milestones.
Despite the setback, Jack was still doing great in the polls and soon won the democratic nomination after AOC announced she would not be running for reelection. Jack had already won Illinois and Iowa, and was on the path to greatness.
Soon he would be faced with the challenge of winning over Texas. But perhaps since I was his wife it would be a little bit easier for him, like when his grandfather won Texas with Lyndon Johnson as his running mate. I was going with him to Texas, since it is my home state, and we are scheduled to stay there for a week with my family.
A few months passed, and before we knew it Caroline was turning a year old! We just had a small party for her at home, and of course we did a smash cake. But inside the smash cake was going to be frosting that would reveal the gender of our baby.
Caroline was hesitant at first when she touched the cake, but then she tasted the frosting that was on her fingers when she stuck them in her mouth. It must've been pretty good, because soon she dug into the cake, and was soon covered in vanilla cake and blue frosting. Yes, we were having a baby boy!
Our son was born April 23, of 2031, and he weighed eight pounds and four ounces. His birth went quite smoothly compared to Caroline's. We decided to name him after his father, and I guess great uncle and great grandfather to for that matter.
A few weeks after his birth we christened him John Bouvier Schlossberg Jr, and he was absolutely precious. We felt so blessed to have both a son and a daughter, and it seemed that everyone else in the country felt the same way.
There were photographers stationed outside St. Mathews when we exited the service, much to my dislike, but I took it as a sign that the country was already falling in love with the idea of my husband as our next president.
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