Ich Liebe Dich, Lena ~ pt 3

☆ Eighteen ☆

We tried for a baby in mid July. I took a test 2 weeks after and I was pregnant. I had hidden this from Lando for so long. I had been wearing oversized clothes for those 2 months so I could hide the tiny bump. I wanted to wait at least 2 months just to make sure it wasn't a miscarriage and thank god it wasn't. We were at the Singapore GP and I had prepared the perfect way to tell Lando. I brought one pregnancy test that I took when I first found out I was pregnant and then I bought another digital one to take because my first one ran out of battery and wasn't showing up anymore. I put both tests in a little box with a little baby grow saying 'hello daddy' and a little bunny ring. I went outside and found Lando with Mirabella. I smiled at him and gave him the box.

"What is this, baby?" He said while looking at me.

"Open it" I said. He opened the box and I could see the shock on his face.

"Lena..." he breathed out. I pulled back my jacket and showed him the tiny bump I had hidden from him for the past 2 months. "No you're not... no you're not!! Are you... are you pregnant, baby??!!" He said.

"Yeah..." I said with my voice squeaking as I felt myself getting emotional. Lando immediately wrapped his arms around me and spun me around

"Oh my God, Lena... we're... we're going to have a baby!!!" He said while spinning me around. I looked down at Mirabella and bent down to her level.

"Mira, mummy has a baby in her belly. You're gonna be a big sister" I said. Mirabella immediately giggled and poked my tiny bump slightly and then put a small kiss on it. I stood back up and looked at Lando. "Wanna place bets on the gender?" I said. He put his hands on my tiny bump and started moving his hands around

"Boy" he said. I laughed at his confidence just by moving his hands around my bump

"Did you just feel that it's a boy?"

"Yeah. Feels like a boy"

"To be honest, I think it's a boy too"

"We'll have a little boy running around our apartment"

"I couldn't imagine anything better"

The race went really well. Lando came 3rd again. He kept coming either 3rd or 2nd. He had basically been on every podium that year. We were cuddling in our hotel bed after that. Mirabella fell asleep really quickly so me & Lando had a bit of time to ourselves to cuddle. He was giving my bump a little massage which felt so good but I was also having cravings. Cravings that were going to make me punch him if he didn't go get me it.

"baby is making me hungry already... all I've been craving is KFC but we can't keep eating junk food... you're having to constantly go to the gym to work it off to still race..."

"It's fine, love. I'm not complaining about eating like shit. Plus, I like going to the gym so it's fine. I'll go get you some KFC. Anything specific you want?"

"Yes. Very specific. I want one of those boneless feast buckets with like 12 fillets or whatever the biggest one is. I know that's meant to feed a family of four but I'm really hungry..."

"It's fine, baby. You're with child and I'm not going to judge you if you wanna eat like you're a family of four. I wouldn't even judge if you wanted to eat like you're a family of twelve. Plus, me & Mirabella can always pinch some of it if you don't wanna feel guilty for eating so much. It's baby who is making you feel hungry and if you want KFC; I'll get you KFC, okay?"

"Thank you...I love you"

"I love you too, baby. I'll be back soon, okay?" He said as he placed a kiss on my lips. He came back with the food and there I was trying to hide the fact that I had been crying. But not because I was emotional... because I had cut myself that morning. "I can tell that you're not emotional from this pregnancy. You've been crying about something else. Tell me, sweetheart. What's going on?" He said. He sat next to the bed and I looked at him.

"Promise you won't get mad..."

"When do I ever get mad at you?" He said. I looked at him and then rolled up my sleeves. "Sweetheart, no..." he said while looking at the somewhat fresh cuts

"I didn't want to stress you out with them... I think they're infected... they really hurt" I said. He was looking at the redness around them. They definitely were infected.

"I think they are, sweetheart. Lets just wrap them up for now, eat our food and then we'll go to the hospital to get them checked, okay?" He said. I nodded and we both started eating. I ate the majority of the food but I blame baby. They were the one making me hungry. We went to the hospital after that I had to have some injections around them which honestly made me cry like i don't know what. We went back to the hotel and cuddled up together. I needed his arms around me. I just needed his love.