*Pregnancy*
You stand in the softly lit bathroom, your heart pounding in your chest. You clutch the small plastic stick in your trembling hands, staring at the two pink lines that appear almost instantly.
Tears well up in your eyes as a smile spreads across your face.
You are pregnant.
You take a deep breath and close your eyes, envisioning how you will tell Johnny, your husband of three years. Johnny is your rock, your best friend, and the love of your life. You want this moment to be perfect, a memory you will cherish forever.
As you walk out of the bathroom, you start to plan. You decide that a special evening under the stars would be the perfect setting. The next day, you secretly arrange everything. You make reservations at the rooftop restaurant where Johnny proposed to you, a place filled with cherished memories.
That evening, you tell Johnny you have a surprise planned. He looks at you with a mix of curiosity and excitement.
"What are you up to?" He asks with a playful smile.
"You'll see." You reply, kissing him lightly on the cheek.
You both dress up for the evening. You wear the dress you wore on the night of your engagement, hoping to evoke the magic of that moment. Johnny, ever the gentleman, looks dashing in his suit. He takes your hand as you lead him out the door, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.
As you arrive at the restaurant, Johnny's eyes widen with recognition.
"I remember this place," He says, his voice tinged with nostalgia. "This is where I asked you to marry me."
You smile, feeling a rush of warmth. "I thought it was time to make another special memory here."
The maître d' leads you to a secluded table on the rooftop terrace, adorned with fairy lights and overlooking the city skyline. The sun is setting, casting a golden glow over everything. You can feel the anticipation building within you.
Throughout dinner, you talk about your favorite memories together, laughing and reminiscing. The atmosphere is perfect, filled with love and joy. After the meal, you tell Johnny you have one more surprise.
You take his hand and lead him to a spot near the edge of the terrace where a telescope is set up, pointing towards the night sky.
"I thought we could do some stargazing." You say.
Johnny grins. "You know how much I love the stars."
You hand him a piece of paper with coordinates written on it."Look through the telescope and tell me what you see."
Johnny looks puzzled but does as you say. He adjusts the telescope and peers through it.
"It's a star.'' He says, then his voice falters as he reads the small plaque next to the coordinates. "Star named 'Baby Depp,' expected arrival...nine months?"
He pulls back, turning to you with wide eyes.
"Are you serious?" He asks, his voice barely above a whisper. You nod, tears of joy filling your eyes.
"Yes, Johnny. We're going to have a baby."
Johnny's face lights up with pure, unfiltered joy. He sweeps you into his arms, lifting you off the ground.
"We're going to have a baby!" He exclaims, spinning you around.
You hold each other tightly, both of you crying and laughing at the same time. Johnny pulls back slightly, looking into your eyes.
"I love you so much." He says, his voice trembling with happiness. "You've just made me the happiest man in the world."
You cup his face in your hands, your heart swelling with love.
"And you've made me the happiest woman." You whisper. You kiss, a deep, loving kiss that seals the promise of your future together.
That night, you lie in each other's arms, talking about the life you will build with your little one. Johnny's hand rests gently on your stomach, already protective and loving.
"I can't wait to meet our baby." He says softly.
Over the next few months, your life becomes a whirlwind of preparations and excitement. You attend doctor's appointments together, hearing the baby's heartbeat for the first time and seeing the ultrasound images. Johnny is there every step of the way, his support unwavering.
One weekend, you decide to decorate the nursery. You choose a theme of stars and moons, a nod to the special night you told Johnny the news. You paint the walls a soft blue and add glow-in-the-dark star stickers on the ceiling. Johnny assembles the crib, his concentration making you smile.Every evening, Johnny reads to your growing belly. He tells stories of your adventures, of the love you share, and of the dreams you have for your child. You watch him, feeling a deep sense of contentment and love.
One sunny afternoon, you and Johnny host a gender reveal party at your home. Friends and family gather in your backyard, eagerly awaiting the big moment. The atmosphere is filled with laughter and excitement. You have set up a large box, tied with a ribbon, in the middle of the yard. Inside the box are balloons that will reveal the baby's gender.
"Are you ready?" Johnny asks, his hand squeezing yours gently.
You nod, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. "Let's do it."
Together, you both pull the ribbon, and the box opens, releasing a flurry of pink balloons into the sky.
"It's a girl!" Everyone cheers.
Johnny hugs you tightly, his eyes shining with tears of joy.
"A daughter.'' He whispers. "We're going to have a daughter."
You laugh through your tears. "Yes, honey. A beautiful baby girl."
The day finally arrives when you hold your baby, Pearl Evelyn Depp in your arms for the first time. Johnny is by your side, tears of joy streaming down his face as he gazes at your daughter. In that moment, you know that all the love, hope, and dreams you have shared have led to this perfect, beautiful beginning. Your family is complete, and your hearts are fuller than ever before.
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No explanation, I'm very emotional...
