My poor ladybug didn't get enough sleep in the hospital despite him having slept a long time before I'd at last arrived by his side. Or rather I should say he didn't get enough good sleep, a combo of morning sickness and insomnia. The greatest moment or I should say one of the best moments besides him being in my arms again, was seeing the image of our baby for the first time. Our little flower, I believe quite strongly in Tommy's dream of our daughter...so I do believe it is a girl. However, it could be a boy and I'd be just as happy. Currently, I am helping Tommy get ready to leave the hospital, as he'd just been discharged and gathering his bags. He is sitting up, and is layed back against some pillows as I'd wanted him to rest. I feel his gaze....
"You take such good care of me angel...baby makes me so sleepy and sick but it's all so worth it. So very worth it." Tommy says quietly as I turn to look at him.
"I love taking care of you...and now our little flower. Let's get you to our home here and I'll take care of you love." I've finished gathering all of Tommy's things and I sit on the bed and take him in my arms, a hand automatically going to his stomach.
"I know you will and that means so much to me.... let's go home.... uh...oh..." Tommy fumbles for words and I quickly realize why, as I hand him a waste basket and he begin to heave.... but it last briefly, though it does leave my poor husband in tears. I help him rinse his mouth out and find a wheelchair, bags attached and am carefully wheeling two of the most precious cargoes on earth.
"At least I didn't puke long...that's progress right?" Tommy asks me, but with a yawn.
"It is love...it is." I whisper, carefully kissing him before continuing onward and helping him in the car, at last bound for our Beverley Hills Home...which thankfully has just been freshly stocked with all kinds of food. The drive doesn't take exceptionally long and my husband dozes but awakes upon our arrival home.
"We home?" Tommy mumbles, groggily.
"Yes, my love we are. Let's get you some good rest and I am gonna take care of you and our little flower." Here I reach over and reverently places my hands on his stomach caressing the faint roundness.
"Sounds good...truly I appreciate you taking such good care of me.... you always have and now our baby....um, I'd love a shower first and then maybe, maybe I should try and eat something I think." Tommy's voice is soft, his hands joining mine. His chocolate orbs sparkle and truly he is glowing...beautiful. Tommy begins to blush under my stare.
"All of that sounds WONDERFUL...and you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my life! You've always been beautiful and now even more so than ever. I love you." Tears gather in my eyes, and my husband despite them falling from his gently reaches up to thumb mine away as they begin to fall.
"You.... Joe...I, words cannot properly describe how much I love you.... you are the ONLY person, partner that can make me feel this way. You are MY angel." Tommy smiles, and I swear it truly outshines the sun and I find I must kiss him...and kiss him I do...reluctantly we part for air and I come round to his side and open his door, making sure he's ok and grab all his things and get him inside and up to our bedroom, where Tommy immediately begins to strip...teasing me as he's doing it slowly and oh I am enjoying the show.....soon, in a way too soon and yet not, he stands naked before me. "See something you like angel?" His voice low, as I admire him my eyes roaming over him top to bottom, repeatedly going back to his belly where our child is growing.
"No...I see something I LOVE." I purr, as I take him in my arms.
"I would say the same...except you are clothed." Tommy sighs in mock sadness. I lean into whisper in his ear hotly, "I am MAD for you...I need you."
"And I need YOU. Now lose the clothes, I'll be waiting...." Tommy saunters away, and I shake out of my stupor and hastily, discard my clothes and it seems the shower is already started, I open the shower door.
"Room for one more?" I ask as I step in the shower. MY husband turning to me, winding his arms around me, as I pull him to me and devour his lips until they are swollen.
"You realize that my being pregnant, makes me even hornier do you not? Not that either of us will..." tommy goes to say more, but I capture his lips again and my hands wander, worshipping him, reverently...., "Please...love..." Tommy begs.
"I've got you my love..." I whisper, as I ready him for me and carefully, I maneuver him into a comfortable position that won't hurt him or our unborn child and enter him it seems to me agonizingly slow, but he hisses in pleasure and soon I am all the way in....and I forget everything but the feel of my husband as we move together as one....
Our love making in the shower, lasts until the water starts to get Luke warm and then quickly I bathe my husband and dry his hair after...really it's a miracle that we got clean at all after our shower session, I dress my husband in comfy clothes for sleep and he opts to sit up in bed and I go head down the stairs and fix him some chamomile tea with honey and lemon, no caffeine in it of course and too assemble a small sampler of his favorite at the moment cravings of the figs, kiwi, prosciutto and chocolate sauce which Tommy had told me he wanted before I left our bedroom....i trek back upstairs to find, Tommy with his hands on that beautiful belly of his talking to our little flower, and I pause at the door to listen:
"Hello little flower, I hope you are doing well in there.... seem to be from what I know...from what I feel. I'm your mommy, you don't know how long I've been waiting for you. You know? You would have had an older...brother I feel, and your daddy would have loved him just as much as i know he loves me. Sadly, I lost your sibling, but daddy...daddy found me, I was so hurt...alone, but daddy was meant to find me, it was fate. Daddy saved my life, and showed me what love is supposed to be, feel like and so much more. He really is my angel, I get the feeling you will look like us both...but I do really hope you get his eyes, they are like sapphires.... warm, blue...just loving. I love you...and daddy so much!"
"That was beautiful ladybug...so damn BEAUTIFUL." I speak softly so as not to startle my husband and he sees me and takes my breath away with his smile, as I hand him his tea first which is cooled and he drinks greedily, before starting on his small feast...perfectly happy and content...I am relieved to see him have more color in his face now....after he finishes, I join him in bed, his head on my chest, our legs carefully entwined and my hand resting on his stomach. "How are you feeling?" I ask, concerned.... can't help that.
"Other than super-tired...I feel WONDERFUL." Tommy whispers, sleepily.
"Sleep my love, I'll be here...call me if you need me for anything." I whisper back, as carefully I slip him under the covers, as I cuddle carefully up to him.
"Stay with me till I fall asleep?"
"I will stay with you ALWAYS." I whisper, gently kissing him as immediately after he falls asleep...my beautiful and beloved ladybug...mother of my child.
A/N: Tommy is home from the hospital, and Joe is taking care of him and their baby. Next chapter is more love and care, and the chapter of the calm before storm of Jamie's return....
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