The hot sun beat down on our bodies from the large window to the side of our bed. It was only 8 am and the heat was already unbearable. I slipped out from underneath the sheets and found his tee shirt draped over the edge of the laundry basket. I pulled the shirt over my head and found my way to the thermostat in the hallway making sure to put the air on full blast and stumbled down the stairs to brew some coffee so I could turn it into Iced coffee before Trav woke up. I was so incredibly tired there was no way I would be able to fall back asleep. The taste of coffee triggered bouts of nausea in the worst way but the smell brought me a little bit of comfort, almost a sense of normalcy. So every morning I put a pot of coffee on for Travis and just pretended for a couple minutes that I was actually going to drink it. Life had felt so radically different in the last couple days. Nothing had really changed, no one but us knew I was pregnant. I hadn't even called the doctor yet and we were just enjoying our little secret. There were talks of canceling the rest of the tour but I was just about to finish the UK leg of the tour and after that it was just a short north american leg, less than 20 shows. As stressful as it was going to be touring while pregnant it still felt very manageable. The last couple of shows were really difficult and I knew that the rest of the tour wouldn't necessarily be easy but I was fairly certain I'd be able to do it as long as I had an ok from my doctor.
I rummaged through the cupboard for a few crackers knowing I didn't have very long until my stomach would begin to turn if I didn't get any food into my body. I turned the kettle on and placed a ginger tea bag into a large mug before tearing into the package of crackers. This was my first breakfast. In about an hour I'd probably have a piece of toast with a couple tablespoons of peanut butter on it and an hour later I might have a highly diluted protein shake if my body could handle it. When I was pregnant, I learned quickly that I had to take what I would eat for a meal and split it up into small portions I would eat about an hour apart in order to keep food in my belly and reduce the amount of nausea I had to deal with and so far it was working this time as well. I was so hungry and disgusted at the thought of putting anything in my mouth all at the same time.
I slowly ate my crackers and drank my tea before climbing back under the warm covers. The room had cooled down significantly but his body was warm against mine. I laid my head on his chest as it slowly moved up and down. His eyes fluttered open and I felt his lips press against the top of my head as his hand fell to my lower abdomen. "Morning" his voice was raspy. I moved my body so I was facing him and kissed him. "Good morning, sorry I woke you up." he smiled and brushed my bangs out of my face. "Its ok, are you feeling ok this morning?" Eating smaller meals throughout the day helped significantly but I still had my bad days. "Yeah I can't complain too much, at least not yet." It was kind of crazy how quickly everything had shifted. It wasn't intentional but all of the sudden everything seemed to revolve around the fact that I was pregnant and it felt weirdly normal. I rested my hand on top of his and I pushed my stomach out as far as it would go. He let out a small chuckle "What are you doing?" I blushed and let my stomach relax. "Just seeing what it might feel like." I never got the chance to see what my body looked like with a little baby bump. I was so stressed last time about starting to show. Episodes of friends depicted Phoebe visibly pregnant by the end of her first trimester sent me into a spiral. Every morning I'd investigate my body searching for soft curves and signs of weight gain preparing to sound the alarm bells the second there were any signs of my body changing. For some reason this time I was completely at peace with the idea of watching my body grow. It would probably be a little bit complicated once I started to show since I was on tour but costumes could be adjusted and eventually we would have to announce it but that would probably have to happen at some point anyway.
"I wish you didn't have to leave today." I took a deep breath and kissed him. "I know but I'll be back in like 6 days and after that i really won't be gone for more than a weekend at a time, and we've been apart for much longer before." He sat up and I moved my head off his chest. "I know but this time there's two of you." I knew what he meant and this time was a bit trickier for me too. My parents were going with me but they didn't know I was pregnant. I knew everything I did on stage was safe but whether or not I'd actually be able to do it was another story. " I know but listen I don't have to leave until tonight and neither of us have anything going on today so there's definitely some time." he smiled and looked at me. "Now how would two incredibly hot people who are desperately in love with each other spend a free day?" I blushed before shifting my body so it rested on his hips. Pregnancy had already increased my sex drive significantly and wasn't necessarily a bad thing. I lowered my upper body onto his torso until our lips found each other. I felt his dick raising and pressing against my crotch. He pulled his lips away from mine. "Not that there's really any going back now, but are you ok with this?" I took a deep breath and ran my hands through his hair. "Trav if you do not take my underwear off in the next 30 seconds I am going to scream. " he smiled and made quick work taking his tee shirt off my body and my underwear soon followed before i began tugging at his drawstring.
