U N E X P E C T E D

T H I R T Y - F O UR

May

"Harry!"

Hearing his wife's panicked voice from upstairs, Harry dropped the knife he was using to cut the potatoes and quickly ran up the stairs. Entering their room, he noticed she was standing in front of the mirror.

"What's wrong?" He stressed.

"A bump!" She excitedly said, her hands holding up her shirt up to her boobs. "Isn't it cute?"

"Fuck," Harry breathed, "You scared me. I thought something bad happened." He then noticed her cute smile and the cute bump she was showing off. "Bump!" He happily exclaimed, walking over to her and placing his hands on her stomach.

"I know!" She beamed at him, her hands resting on his. "I hope they kick soon."

"Me too," Harry hummed, his thumbs stroking her belly. "You're so amazing." He couldn't help but lean in to press his lips against hers, pecking them once. Then twice. Then thrice.

"You're amazing as well. I love you so much."

"I love you, baby," he pecked her lips again.

Catalina was glowing thirteen weeks into her pregnancy. She truly felt excited and happy at this stage. For her, it felt weird being pregnant again, but in a good way. This time, she knew what to expect and was more sure of herself.

"Should we tell Arlo now?" Catalina directly asked him. "I mean, our friends are going to know in a couple of hours and then tomorrow we're going to Gem's. I think Arlo should know first."

"If that's what you want, then yeah. How should we tell him, though? D'you think he'd understand?"

"I dunno," Catalina bit her lip as she looked at him. "Go get him, we'll figure something out."

With that, Harry bolted out of the room while Catalina put on some comfortable, cream, cotton shorts with a matching long sleeved shirt. As she finished dressing herself, Harry came in with Arlo in his arms, his head on his father's shoulder. "Look who's here," Harry softly said.

Catalina gasped at the sight. "Mi amor!"

"I think he's a bit sleepy." Arlo sighed softly as if to prove his point. "You wanna be with mumma, Lo?"

"Let's go to the bed, and he can sit on my lap," Catalina suggested when Arlo nodded. Once he was on her lap, Catalina turned his body so he would face her, while Harry sat next to them, "Okay, Arlo, daddy and I have something very important to tell you, okay?" He nodded attentively. Lifting her shirt, Arlo looked down and let out a soft gasp as he watched her bump.

"Mummy, full?" He placed his tiny hands on her belly.

Harry and Catalina couldn't help their laughs. "Well, sort of. You're going to be a big brother, Lo. Mummy has a baby growing in her tummy."

"How?" His big hazel eyes looked at her with curiosity.

"How?" Catalina chuckled awkwardly, she looked at Harry for some help. "Um, I think it's better if daddy tells you."

Harry pinched his bottom lip, thinking of something to say. Clearing his throat, he started saying, "Arlo, you know me and mummy love you very much, yeah?" After receiving a nod from his son, Harry kept talking, "Well, the way I love mummy is a bit different than the way I love you. It's sort of the same love, but just slightly different. And sometimes, mummies and daddies express their love for each other in different ways." Catalina gave him sort of a warning look, as if to tell him to hurry up and not give too much detail. "The point is, mummy and daddy love each other so, so much that we gave each other a very special hug—"