Shotgun

Chapter 13 - Bryan Family Christmas

I am now 22 weeks pregnant. Our little man has been kicking me like no tomorrow. Luke thinks he is trying to tell us things which is adorable on both aspects. Every time he kicks and we are in bed. Luke puts his head on my stomach and listens. I just giggle and brush Luke's hair with my fingers while he does it.

Today I woke up extra early by little man's kicking. I am still not use to it when I'm sleeping. I have just got up to use the bathroom when it happened and then have just laid in bed as Luke cuddled to me not even waking up once. Since it is Christmas I was just waiting for Leclair or someone to come knock on the door to tell us to wake up and open presents. After we were done that Luke and I were going to my parents for half of the day then back here to finish the day.

I started to hear rustling of feet upstairs so that must mean someone is awake. I was hoping someone would knock on the door soon. I was getting tired of laying here. Maybe I should get up and help Leclair with breakfast if it is her. That seemed like a great idea.

It was getting harder to get out of bed with this big belly but I was able to do it with ease. My only problem now was Luke holding me back from actually getting up. I had to grab his arm and push it off as easy as possible. He wasn't a light sleeper but this would be the day he wakes up when I am trying to make him not.

I successfully was able to get up and let Luke continue to snore away. I looked down at him. He moved to hold onto his pillow. I smiled and kissed his head before putting a shirt on since I only had a tank top. Making my way downstairs was becoming more than what it is worth sometimes. I have become bigger than ever and I am not use to having to move around like this at all. I only know I'm going to get bigger before I could start to get smaller again.

When I made my way into the kitchen, Leclair was having herself a coffee with Tommy. They looked over at me and smiled.

"Good morning and Merry Christmas Nicole." Leclair said.

"Merry Christmas Nicole." Tommy said with a bright and cheery smile.

"Good morning and Merry Christmas to you both." I smiled back.

"Are you hungry?" Leclair asked.

"A little. I came down seeing if you would want help making breakfast." I told her.

"Only if you want to help." Leclair said getting up. I nodded to reassure her that I sure did want to help.

"Luke still passed out?" Tommy asked.

"You know it." I said. He shook his head with a smirk.

"I tell you, our boys could sleep through anything." Tommy told Leclair. She laughed with a simple nod.

Leclair and I started breakfast. She was making a very big one. I set the table and helped where she wanted me too. Then it was time to get the boys up and I offered to do that but Tommy went and did it anyway.

Tommy has been helping me a lot more along with Luke. Which to me is weird. I am not use to all of this help and didn't expect it this much. I am very thankful for it though. I like the treatment but I know it will end once I am done being pregnant and have a baby to take care of. That is when the real hard time is going to start.

Soon you hear Chris, Luke, and Tommy walking into the kitchen. Luke just has his PJ pants on and Chris has boxers and his tee shirt. Chris and gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek wishing me a Merry Christmas. Then his went to his mama. Luke went to mama first and then to me. He gave me a short kiss on the lips and wished me one.

"How's little man doing?" he asked. I put my hand on my stomach and he wasn't moving operatically but I felt a little movement.

"He is alright. Woke me up extremely early and it was hard to get back to sleep." I said shrugging. "I guess he was excited for Christmas." I told him. I heard Leclair laugh and looked over to see her over the stove with a huge smile.