West-Allen Babymoon Adventures; Project Paradise

Happily Pregnant Parents

(Co-written by NoraXSWest-AllenFam)

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Happy.

It was the singular word that bounced avidly throughout Barry's mind as he raced around their large Loft's every room, his hands promptly packing and swiftly stacking several suitcases full of his and Iris' various luggage near their polished oak front door, the soles of his energetic black sneakers seemingly tapping along with his heart's every beat.

"And that should do it!" Barry beamed proudly, a wide smile of joy shining clearly on his face as a comforting warmth tugged at his muscles, the thought of his family immediately vanquishing any amount of tiredness that had once pulled his body down.

So, I MAY not have slept that much last night...or really any at all, but can you really blame me?! I mean, it's finally our turn to take the next step in our lives. To do the thing we've spent the last five years of our lives dreaming about. We get to have her. We get to have our Nora. And best of all, I get to do it all with the woman I love more than anything else in the world.

Barry felt the softest of tears glisten gently in his eyes at just the thought of getting to have their baby girl, the image of her little hazel brown eyes nearly making the father's heart melt as his gaze drifted around the room, taking in almost every detail of the home that surrounded him:

The sun's bright rays shone in through their home's delicate glass-paned windows, casting a vibrant light across nearly every piece of furniture which resided within their living room's space. Their tan comfy couch's cushions were fluffed to perfection, creating only the softest of places for the man's now pregnant wife to rest on. Plates upon plates of varying foods from three-layered cheese lasagna to freshly baked peppermint chocolate chip cookies were covered thoughtfully with plastic wrap and readily waiting on top of the quaint kitchen's marble pop-out bar countertop for the car ride the couple would soon be taking together. In fact, the only thing in the entirety of the space which their Loft consisted of that could even be considered messy was solely the thick blue-binded books which lay sprawled out across their living room's long glass center table, its translucent surface reflecting the morning's natural light back up at the ceiling in a sort of disco-esque way that somehow sent an additional beat of happiness through the speedster's heart.

The very books which the speedster had carefully compiled the very night prior of several notes as to what they would need during Iris' pregnancy.

And those are only the detailed checklists I made for the first two months of symptoms she may have or the things we'll need to make sure to buy. Which in hindsight reminds me, would it be a better idea if maybe I stay here and get everything prepared while Iris takes a vacation? I mean, it wouldn't hurt to give her some time to rest before the long months we have up ahead and then she wouldn't have to worry about anything else except, just keeping Nora healthy and safe!

"Yeah, that's not happening," Iris stated clearly, the feeling of her soft hand patting his plum-cardigan-covered shoulder jolting her husband out of his sudden downward spiral of worry.
"Huh? What?" Asked Barry as he quickly spun around on his heels, shaking his head once or twice to regain a focused vision on the woman who stood only inches away from him.