can you keep a secret? (updated weekly)

Settling in

Mason and I began our tour of the new home. Their were two bedrooms separated by a lounge room, which sits right in front of the entrance. The kitchen sat on the right and was quite open while the bathroom sat to the left. The apartment had hardwood floors and white walls the kitchen and bathroom were slate black with wooden cabinets. By no means did this apartment fit me, although I smiled to show mason my support over his choice. 

"I no this will take some getting use to but once we settle in it could be a home? Maybe not permanently but for a while?" Masons eyes searched for approval on my face. I managed a weak smile and brought my lips to his.  

"It's beautiful, I couldn't love this place anymore if I tried" 

We both giggled at my comment and decided to move to the couch.

We still haven't thought of baby names!" I spoke joyfully to cheer us up.

"We'll I have an idea if its a boy... I thought Stephen Mitchel, Stephens my middle name and I think mitchel should be involved in some way" mason spoke with a shy cautious tone.

 "I think that's a wonderful idea we should consider it" I said, truly happy with his choice. I was about to answer my girls name idea when my stomach growled.

"More peanut butter and ham?" Mason mocked

"Actually I'm feeling doughnuts" I admitted shyly, although my body showed no signs of weight gain, I still felt as though I eat everything in sight.

"Your only three months, if you keep going like this ill have 5am pizza runs mason mocked, and on Que. my stomach growled.

"Pizza sounds good for dinner" I giggled and mason got out of his chair, and grabbed his keys.

"What flavour would you like?" Mason asked abidingly.

"Hmmm, umm I guess I want a spicy one, with pineapple" I smiled innocently. Mason lent down to kiss me deeply before he went on his way to order the pizza.

I was left in our appartment all alone.

I decided to tour my babies room. Their was a big window with yellow walls and a large white cot in the left corner close to the window, a rocking chair sat on the right. On the back wall was a book shelf and changing table and a small wardrobe opened behind a set of white doors. This was my favourite room. I sat in the rocking chair, thinking about my baby and how it could end up looking. Exactly like mitchel or exactly like me, or maybe like both of us it for masons sake I hope it is a girl and I hope she looks like me.

while I sat their I visioning my future. The house we would someday buy, the children we would some day have, the wedding we deserved. Maybe one day things will get better for us.

mason and i desided to have a picnic in the living room. i lit some candles as we settled around the coffee table. Mason and i sat their talking mindless conversation about what were going to study and whether we think its going to be a boy or girl. Mason said a boy but im sure it will be a girl.