U N E X P E C T E D

T H I R T Y - S I X

September

Catalina had been thinking.

Her first pregnancy hadn't been as enjoyable as the second one. This time around, she actually felt at ease. Everything was almost completely different as to when she was pregnant with Arlo. Not just physically, but mentally and emotionally as well.

One thing that made her heart full was that Harry was also different. He was more protective and more careful than ever. Plus, he's helping out more. Not that he wasn't before, but he barely lets his wife do anything since she was more than halfway into her pregnancy. Catalina was more than grateful for him. To her, Harry truly was perfection in human form.

He was so perfect, in fact, that he booked her an appointment to a spa, where she could spend the whole morning and afternoon. And he even told her to bring her friends, also known as Eleanor and Grace, since he paid for them too.

So now, Catalina was in the kitchen eating a small fruit salad she made for herself while waiting for the girls to get her. Harry was still sleeping in since he had a late night while Arlo was asleep next to him. Harry doesn't know it yet, though. When Catalina woke up, she heard him let out a few soft cries, she went to his room and saw him sitting in his cot. Since it was still quite early, she took him to her room and laid him on the bed, next to his father, where he quickly fell asleep.

Just as she finished washing her bowl, Harry came in strutting into the kitchen with a tired smile on his lips. He was dressed in a white t-shirt and his briefs.

"Good morning," Catalina cheerily said, throwing away the paper towel that she used to dry her hands.

"Morning, love," Harry cupped her face before pecking her lips. "Mm," he hummed against them, "You taste like bananas and kiwi and blueberries."

Catalina laughed, pulling away, "That's because I just ate some for breakfast."

"Yum," he pecked her lips once more. He leant down to pull her shirt up and kiss her now round belly, "Good morning, baby."

"They've been quiet this morning."

"Have they? Hopefully they don't bother you too much at the spa." Harry straightened up.

"Where's the baby?" Catalina asked him. She watched as he moved around the kitchen to search for his usual coffee cup.

"Still asleep as a brick," Harry said to her while filling the cup with water. "He does know how to kick in his sleep though. Think I might have some bruises on my stomach," he rubbed the area as if to demonstrate.

"Now you know what I went through and am currently going through with this one," Lina rubbed her belly in circular motion.

Just when Harry was about to respond, a very insisting knocking echoed through the house. They both gave each other a look, knowing who it was behind the door.

"Hola, mamita linda!" Grace exclaimed through the other side.

Catalina opened the door, "Hi, Gracie."

"Oh, you are glowing! Estás luciendo hermosa," her friend praised. (You're looking beautiful)

"Thank you," Catalina gratefully replied with a pout, "Where's El?"

"In the car. Are you ready?"

"Yeah, let me just grab my bag and say bye to H." As Grace went back to the car to wait for her, Catalina stepped into the kitchen, where her husband was already drinking his morning coffee on one of the stools. "I'm leaving," she announced, grabbing her bag that was on the island.