We'll Be Alright

Chapter 57

Eliana

It's been a few weeks since we found out we're gonna have a boy.

I entered the third trimester a few days ago, 27 weeks.

Getting closer and closer to meet my little boy.

Fynn walks in with the paint for the walls of the nursery room.

We decided to paint only three of the walls.

One wall has these beautiful wall penals.

I don't want to remove them.

They are so pretty.

I put my hair up into a bun and fix it with a hair clip.

It's so warm in here, since the windows are all closed.

I take a big paint brush into my hand, "let's do this."

Fynn smiles and opens one of the light greige latex paint cans.

The color is so pretty.

I dip my brush in and begin to paint the wall.

"This is so much fun", I grin.

He chuckles.

Fynn paints the wall from a little ladder because it's so high.

I paint a heart on the white wall, "honey, look."

"Good job, baby. A heart!"

I dip my chin at him.

"F+E", I read out the letters in the middle of the heart.

"Ohhh, that's an F?"

I slap him with my hand.

My free hand covers my mouth as I gasp.

I slapped him with the brush.

His black t shirt had a big splash of light grey color.

I try to suppress my laughter.

And fail at it.

He pokes his tongue against his inner cheek, "my turn."

He follows me around the table.

I rush around the wooden table where our paint is standing.

"Nooo no, I'm sorry!", I laugh.

He doesn't stop following me with a smirk.

"I'm pregnant, you can't paint a pregnant woman!"

"Oh, you poor pregnant woman", he traps me in between his arms, "let's give you a little makeover."

His brush brushes my black t shirt and I gasp.

He stares down at me, biting down on his lower lip to suppress his laughter.

I paint an 'E' on his front, turn around and begin painting the wall again as if nothing happened.

He turns me around by my shoulder and writes his initial on me.