Them. | The Final Installment of the Him Series | Joe Jonas Fanfiction

Sixty Three.

I thought I was okay with it. I thought I was but now I'm not. I don't know what the hell we're going to do. I mean, I guess the baby would be sleeping with us for a while to begin with anyway but what are we going to do after that? I mean, I'd rather figure all of it out now and have it done before she gets here. I don't know. Why did I even make that decision in the first place? I know myself. I know I don't want the girls to have to share a room. They do so well in their own rooms and Willa's getting older, it just doesn't make sense.

Running my hand through my hair, I let out a heavy sigh, gulping down the lump in my throat.

"Mommy, can I have strawberries?" Willa asks.

"Yes, baby, give me one minute, okay?" I reply, trying to focus my brain on what she needs in this moment.

"But I want them now," she whines.

"Willa, please, baby, mommy needs one minute."

She sighs. "Fine."

I blink a few times as she walks away, shaking my head at the attitude, not having the time to correct it in this moment.

"Are you okay?" Jess asks, entering the kitchen.

I sigh again, nodding. "Yeah. Yeah, I'm alright. I just uhh, I need to get her strawberries."

"I'll get them, you go sit for a minute. You look super stressed and that's not good for the baby," she says. "Go sit."

I sigh again, squeezing my eyes shut. "Okay."

Walking away from the kitchen, I find myself going to the master bedroom instead of the living room, sitting on the bed and running my hand through my hair again.

So, I don't want them to share a room but there's no other way. Not if the baby's gonna have her own room which I want her to have, just like her sisters did. What the hell do I do? And I don't want to figure it out later, I want to figure it out now. I want it to be planned out and ready for when she gets home. Not that she'll be sleeping in there, but I still want it to be complete. The other girls had their rooms done when they came home, she deserves the same. Not to mention all we've been through to have her. She deserves it. I mean, the only other thing I can think of is moving. Joe was talking about that a while ago anyway... granted it was before we knew we were having a third baby, but the idea was to find a building that has two separate availabilities. Get one for Jess, Londyn, and Jacob and then keep the other for us and the girls. That way we all have our own space, but the help we need is seconds away. Now thinking on it, it's not a bad idea. Our own space wouldn't be the worst idea. Plus, it would fix my current dilemma in my head. But would it cause another one? Do I really want to go through moving right now? I'm almost twenty-five weeks pregnant, is now the time to pack up and move to a new place again? But then again, do I really want to move after she's born? That stresses me out just thinking about it. Moving with a newborn, two-year-old, and four-year-old? That truly sounds awful. Okay, so if we were to move...

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After a while of researching and making some phone calls, I was able to find a place that has two adjacent availabilities that could be moved into immediately. Granted, we'd be moving from Manhattan to Brooklyn but honestly at this point, I'm willing to make the move. I just have to hope Joe is. We only have ten to fifteen weeks to make this happen, so we've got to work fast. Would we bring our-

"Hey," Joe says, concern laced in his tone.

"Hey," I gasp, turning and facing him, the notepad in front of me full of scribbles. "Oh my gosh, I'm so glad you're home, we need to talk."

His brows raise, glancing at the paper and then back up to my eyes, blinking. "Jess said you seemed stressed earlier, and she sent you to rest. I expected you to be sleeping or something."