I wanna make you smile whenever you're sad...
The wind rattles the window as I stare outside. The trees sway back and forth almost as if they were dancing. Trying as har das they can to hold each other's hand before someone gives in to the hard push of the angry air.
It is impossibly loud. But I hear him. I hear his footsteps as it descends down the stairs. I know. I know he's looking for me. And I know he will find me. So, I don't move away.
The moment I feel his chest behind my back, I sigh. His warmth against the freezing air calms my nerves but doesnt defeats the doubts in my mind.
I sigh.
"What's wrong?" He wraps his arms around my huge belly caressing it gently.
"Nothing." I say. But just like me, he knows. He knows there is something wrong. But he knows not to push. So he stays beside me. Rubbing my belly and my back while watching the trees dance with each other. Closely looking enough that it looks like they're enjoying it.
It's amazing the shift in views in so little time because of a tiniest change in mood.
But they say it's normal. To always be conflicted when you're pregnant.
"I'm nervous." I finally say.
"There's no need to be nervous, Ba." He replies.
"I know. But I still am."
"i don't even understand why you're nervous. Is it because you know for sure my son would take after me and have girls running after him?"
Ha! He wish.
i snicker. The doubts gone in a simple statement.
I smile.
Oh, my husband, He is one of a kind.
