Falling for Her Boss Again

35. Welcoming Julian

Gemma

I often thought about Larry, about how I epically screw everything up for us. If there was even an us. Because the way I see it when I broke up with Larry, the man didn't put up any significant fight. It's like our relationship wasn't something worthy for him to fight for.

Of course after I learned that I was pregnant, everything starts moving fast. Aside from my mom's big wedding, there was also my permanent move back to Dad's house. I ended the lease on my apartment and move back to my childhood home.

I also visit Mom and Harland's when Dad was honeymooning with Edwin after their beautiful intimate wedding. Mom's and Harland's place was modern and cozy and it has a room for me, all decorated perfectly to my taste. Mom had even made a little corner for my future baby boy. Yeah, the grandparents were all too excited when they learned about the baby's gender. They started picking names for the baby though I haven't decided on any, yet.

Now that I reached the forty weeks mark and my baby boy still cozying himself inside me, I start getting nervous. Like really...really nervous. But Dr. Harmon convince us that I'm fine. Yes us...cause naturally with me going batshit nervous for my baby, the Grandparents were even more anxious about the delivery date.

But today is the day. I can feel it as the contraction started getting closer after each one. Edwin was all calm while Dad practically run through the house, getting my hospital bag, calling Mom, and actually screams like a girl when my water broke.

"Oh my fucking god! I am not equipped for this. Edwin, I'm so fucking glad you can't get pregnant!" He makes both of us laugh before Edwin asks Dad what happened when Mom had me.

"Um...I was conveniently out of town and arrived at the hospital an hour after Gemma was born." Dad answers sheepishly but back to his panic state when I whimper in pain and call out for Dad.

"Gemma, honey, hang on..." It's Edwin who calmly guides me to the car after Dad helps me change to dry clothes. Edwin tells Dad to sit in the back with me. I am just glad that he's not letting Dad drive the car.

"Mom is on her way to the hospital with Harland, she already called the doctor and informed them about your condition." Dad rattles off as he takes the seat beside me and made sure I'm buckled up. Edwin looks at the rearview mirror and wink, silently telling me that everything is going to be just perfect.

I can't believe the months that I'd spent with my parents and their husbands. I didn't think I'd ever manage the pregnancy alone. They're the perfect support system I could ever have. Sure there was a lot of time where I missed Larry like crazy, but they convinced me that everything was going to be alright. Every time.

But now...maybe it's the hormones talking but I feel guilty for not telling Larry about the pregnancy. About the son that's half his.

"Gemma...you can do this, sweetheart," Mom says half yelling, half panicking while Dad wait outside with Harland. Edwin is on my other side. He's the calm that I need as he easily holds my hand and gives me strength with his confidence in the midst of the chaos of me screaming in pain, my mother's tears and the doctor telling me repeatedly to push and breathe.

Eight hours later a beautiful baby boy scream from the top of his lungs and I laugh in relieve and finally shed my happy tears when the most perfect baby boy resting in my arms.

"You have a name for the handsome boy yet?" Edwin asks smiling after kissing the top of my head telling me that I did so well.

"Yeah, his name is Julian. Jules, meet grandma Carol and grandpa Edwin."

Mom kiss Julian's head then caresses his cheek and my little boy moan tiredly and I just cry some more.

"It's very good to meet you Julian," Edwin cooes before telling me that he's going to get Dad and Harland to my recovery room and wait for me there.