If You Go Down, I Go Down With You

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After the ultrasound James and I dropped the envelope off to the baker and went home for a few hours and took a nap because I was exhausted.

When she called for us to come pick up the cake James was speeding the whole way there and I had to remind him that his pregnant wife was in the car several times.

He was so excited and it was adorable. We picked up the cake and got some Chinese food on the way home and we were now at home eating dinner.

"Baby stop doing that with your leg." I chuckled and held James's leg down with my hand. He kept bouncing it up and down repeatedly. He just couldn't wait. And he looked so happy.

"I'm sorry. Can we just skip dinner and go straight to the cake? Please? I love you and I really appreciate this cute little think you did for us but baby I can't wait anymore." He rambles.

"No we cannot skip dinner. I love you very much but I'm eating for two and baby and I are starving. I'll eat as fast as I can though, okay?" I kiss his cheek and start to eat my food. "Okay." He mumbles.

While I'm chewing my mouthful I run my hand through his hair and down his cheek. He gives me a soft smile and leans over kissing my forehead.

After twenty minutes I could tell James was about to explode as we finally finished our food. He ran over to the counter and grabbed the cake and set it on the kitchen table, then ran back to get a knife.

"James Buchanan Barnes I know damn well you are not about to run with that knife." I say as he is about to run with the knife. He stops in his tracks.

"No. I was not." He said. And slowly walked over to me with a cheeky smile on his face. He set the knife on the table and gave me a kiss. "You're gonna be a great mom. Scolding me like that. Very parental of you. It was really sexy." He said against my lips.

"Yea you're going to be the fun one and I'm going to end up being the mean one who gives them a stern talking to when they do something bad." I tease.

"No you won't because our kid will be perfect and never do anything wrong." James says. "Cake." He said simply. "Okay okay cake." I laughed and kissed him one more time before opening the lid and picking up the knife.

We held the knife together over the cake and we looked at each other. We pushed the kids down and at the same time looked back at the cake.

When we saw it, we both smiled. Neither of us cared what our baby was, girl or boy, as long as they were happy and healthy. It was just fun to guess and it was fun to find out.

We looked at each other and James's lips were instantly on mine and we dropped the knife, he pulled me off the chair so I was standing and he kissed me passionately. His hands rested on my baby bump as we smiled through the kiss.

"We're having a baby boy." I whispered excitedly against his lips with the biggest smile on my face. "We're having a baby boy." He repeats. The same smile in his face.

A baby boy.