it takes two

2 years later...

I strapped my 2 year old into her car seat, and struggled getting my fat belly over to buckle her in. I'd be turning 21 in 5 months, and my little girl, Blair will be 3 in less then a month. Her small blue eyes twinkled while her dirty blond hair flowed down to her shoulder blades. Jayce had been put into the military temporarily leaving me pregnant and raising Blair by myself, he would be coming home in 2 weeks just in time for my new baby to be born. I climbed into the drivers seat and started my truck, yes I still have my beautiful 87 gmc wrangler. I patted the old interior and backed out of my dads driveway, We had stayed here the night because Jayce wanted to tell the whole family the good news. Hali and Denver were both out at friends houses, well being 13 and 10 they have plenty friends. As we drove down the road silently I noticed the hint of green in my daughters eyes,

"You ok mummy?" She asked me,

"Yes baby, I'm fine," I assured her.

We pulled into the long driveway that turned up to my 2 story farm house, it was only a block from my dads house. I jumped out and helped my daughter out to, she reached for my hand and dragged me to the back door. Dixie our Australian Shepard greeted us excitedly as we entered the house, Blair wrapped her arms around the dogs neck and squeezed her tight.

"Easy blair!" I scolded,

The phone rang and I raced over to answer it,

"Hello?" I asked,

"Hey hun," Jayces sweet voice hummed,

"Hows things?" He added,

"Good, Blair can't wait to see you," I told him,

"I miss you guys," He replied,

"Is that daddy!" Blair screamed,

"Hey sweet heart," Jayce yelled through the phone,

"I have to go now, but I will be home in 14 days, I promise!" He said sadly,

"Love you girls," He quickly added,

"Love you to," We said in sync. I hung up the phone and walked into my modern style kitchen, opening up the large patio door and stepping out onto the deck. After several minutes of siting at the patio table by myself Dixie came trotting out of the house, her nails painted a bright pink and a toto on her neck.

"Poor old girl," I said rubbing her ears, But then I relized, messy dog means messy house... and messy kid!

I scrambled to my feet and dashed for Blairs room, I quietly walked into the large purple room, Posters of animals covered the walls and the neatly made zebra print bed was arranged in the corner. The walk in closest doors were opened just a crack and small giggles erupted from inside.

"Blair Marie!" I yelled at her, She popped her little blond head out from inside the closest, her tiny hands covered in nail polish. Her face was smeared with glitter and nail stickers, and her barbie princess dress was now destroyed. She smiled up at me but I glared at her, she curled her bottom lip and started pouting.

"Why?" I asked,

"I is practicing to do my sissy's nails," She exclaimed, her pout turned into a guilty smile. I brought a hand to my belly, though we all told Blair many times that it was going to be a boy, she had her big heart set on having a sister.

"Thats nice sweetie, but remember what me and daddy told you? It's going to be a boy," I repeated,

"She going to love this colours!" She excitedly screamed, I reached out and dragged her from where she was seated. After cleaning up her pile of nail polish bottles on the floor I took her into the bathroom with me. I picked her up and sat her on the counter gently,

"It's a boy," I repeated,

"No," She laughed,

I lifted her dress over her head and put in it the hamper beside me, the frantic knock on the front door caught me off guard and I banged into the wall.

"Come in!" I screamed,

"Anybody home?" Called my dad,

"Grandpa!" Blair shouted,

She dropped off the counter and charged for my dad, I watched her run down the hallway naked.

"Blair get over here!" I yelled after her,

My dad caught her in his arms and carried her down the hall towards me. So I turned around and started the bath, Blair kicked and hollered to be put down while Dixie barked and jumped around my dad thinking it was a game. I took my daughter from his arms and nearly threw her into the tub, I knelt down beside it and ran my hands through her thick hair. I washed her up and wrapped the towel around her dripping body, the whole time I did that my dad wrestled Dixie into the other tub situated in the small bathroom next to the kitchen. Though it was only 3:00 in the afternoon I was beat, and in need of a nap!