Thirty Nine

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Kirstie POV
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Scott kissed me, and hugged me. I found my meaning.

We sit down, and talk endlessly.

"If we have another boy, let's name him Aaron."

"If we have a girl let's name her Rachel."

We talk and talk and talk.

I appreciated Scott, and the way he was telling me how much he loves me, and the baby.

We quickly make soup, sit down, and eat.

We talked about how many children we wanted, and I didn't care. Scott was slightly different.

"I want Joe to have seven brothers!"

I laughed at that. I would love whatever we are given.

We clean up the soup bowls, and sit down and play cards. I haven't played cards in a long time, and it really brings me back.

"Have any threes?"

"Go fish."

"Have any eights?"

"God Damn it Scott!"

Scott laughs, and kisses my cheek.

I love times like this. Being with my husband, and just enjoying myself.

These times I will always cherish.

We both fall asleep on the couch, and I wake up around 6 AM, and look outside the window.

The sun was just coming up, and pink and purple streaks where spread across the sky. A bird went a pirched on a tree, and sat there, looking at the sun like me.

I smile, and look back at Scott, who is passed out on the couch.

I gather our things, and put them all together, because we where leaving today.

I look at my phone, and see a photo of Stuart as my screen saver.

I love that little nugget so much.

Scott groans, and flips over and looks at me.

"I love you." He says.

"I love you to." I smile.

I lean in and kiss him, and he kisses me back. Love him.

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We get into the car, and drive. I listen to the radio, and think. I'm so happy to have another child on the way. So happy.

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