Behind the Fame

Pregnancy

Jessica

"I think I'm ready." I told her while curled up in bed.

"Are you sure? I mean, I'd love to do it and I will do it over and over again with you, but are you sure you're ready?"

"Yes, Sara, I am ready. I've never been so sure about this and it's time we finally try again."

"When are we planning on doing it?"

"Today. I've already called and we have an appointment set up."

"That ready, huh?"

"Yes."

Sara

It's been two years since we finally tied the knot and it has been wonderful. I thought that, after the ceremony, and coming home would just feel the same since we've been living together from the start of our relationship, but I was wrong. It felt a whole lot different. I never thought that there was more love in me for her. I thought that all the feelings I had for her prior to our marriage was everything I've got but there's more, and even deeper feelings and connection.

Five months into the marriage, we decided it was time for us to try for another baby. We both really wanted a big family and with Luke, at that time, being five, Sofia three, and Matteo one, we wanted to try for another baby. We really wanted the kids to have a closer age gap so they could grow up together and share memories together from being a child to a full-grown adult. It was more of Jessica's idea really, to have a closer age gap. You see, she was already 15 when she had another sibling and because of the huge gap, although they got along well, they didn't really have anything in common to share and enjoy as they were already on two different phases in their lives.

We did use Eric's sperm and he was thrilled that we accepted his offer at the time I proposed to Jessica. We were all so excited when we found out we were pregnant. But five months into the pregnancy, later did we know that the baby did not make it and was already putting Jessica in danger due to the toxins the dead body was excreting inside her.

By the time we, it was almost too late. Jessica had to undergo emergency surgery to take the baby out but there were complications already due to the toxicity from the dead body. She crashed several times, as the doctor explained after her being wheeled to the ICU.

It took a month before she was fully recovered and discharged. As soon as we got home that day, she went straight to the nursery. Matteo was still using that until his own room was done but we did put up another crib for the new baby. I quietly followed her, knowing well how Jessica processes her emotions. I can't talk, I can't make any move. All I could do was make my presence felt and every time, she falls right straight to my arms.

At the nursery, she went straight to the baby's crib and ran her fingers on it, the pillows, the clothes, and said, "We have not even named her."

"Would you like to name her?"

"Wouldn't you?"

"I do, of course. But I wanted to wait for you and see how you feel about it."

"Let's name her."

"Okay what name do you want?"

"Elira... which means to be free... She is now free from whatever pain she was in that caused her to..." that's when she started to breakdown and ran to me. I enclosed her to a loving embrace.

"Elira is a beautiful name sweetheart..."

"Adnah... eternal rest..."

"Elira Adnah Capshaw-Ramirez it is then baby..."