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Nesting '𝓐𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮, 𝓽𝔂𝓹𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮, 𝓲𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓬𝔂

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Nesting '𝓐𝓷 𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮, 𝓽𝔂𝓹𝓲𝓬𝓪𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓷 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓲𝓷𝓪𝓵 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮, 𝓲𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵𝔂 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓷𝓪𝓷𝓬𝔂. 𝓘𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓬𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓪 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓭 𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓫𝓮𝓱𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓼, 𝓪𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼. 𝓜𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓫𝓾𝓲𝓵𝓭𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓪 𝓼𝓪𝓯𝓮 𝓹𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓮 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶 𝓫𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓫𝓲𝓻𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓭 𝓲𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓸𝓻𝓵𝓭.'

Prior to actually getting pregnant Id always thought nesting was just something people called parents to be when they entered the phase of decorating and creating nurseries.

'SKY?' Bryan calls from down the hall, distracting me from my sitting position on the floor in the empty room that is going to be our baby's room.

'In the nursery' I call back, trying to put together thoughts. Pregnancy brain really isn't just something women say. I'd had a plan already set prior to my hospital stay but that can't work anymore. That plan was for one baby, whisp. It wouldn't feel right to do that now when we know about nugget. 

'Why are you sitting on the floor pouting?' he asks, coming in and sitting beside me on the floor. Reaching over me to pat and hold my bump. Greeting our little ones hello.

'I'm having a dilemma. Something inside of me is screeching like a fire alarm to get started on the nursery but the plan I had can't be used anymore.'

'Oh, so your nesting?'

'How do you know about nesting?' I knew he'd been trying to keep up to date with everything that surrounds me and the babies but I hadn't really given it much thought that he would go out of his way to educate himself about  - what to expect when you're expecting. This feels like the sort of shit you only hear and read about in the movies.

'I have your pregnancy app too. I like to read about what my kitten could be feeling. We're in this together, always. I might not be able to do much now with you begin the home and provider but you can bet your sexy ass that I will do everything I can do to ensure you're not left feeling alone or confused.' The pride in his voice is enough to have me melting into a puddle of gloop on the shiny floor of our to-be nursery.

I adore love this man!

'Your a fucking god' I yelp, still feeling the ramifications of his confession. I shouldn't, I know that but damn how can someone be so handsome and selfless?

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