Sans x Toriel (Teen Pregnancy)

-_ Chapter 45 ~ Almost There... _-

Toriel's POV:

I'm almost eight months pregnant, and I can't wait! Me and Sans have almost got everything ready. We have our baby names, Max or Amelia. Baby clothes are off the list, so are schedules where mum and dad can take care of the baby. My parents say we don't need to buy cots or anything for the baby room, that will be sorted separately. They've left it quite late though, the baby will be due in almost a month's time!

I'm currently laying on the bed in my regular purple dress, rubbing my round, large stomach. The baby will only need a little bit more growing before its ready to pop. Another thing is how the baby kicks. Sometimes, its quite painful, and it takes the breath out of me many times. Wether it's little thumps in the night or rough pounds during the day, it hurts a lot usually. It also hiccups or moves around when it wants to, which is very unexpected.

The weight of carrying the little monster is almost unbearable. I trip and slide and slip around every day walking around the house, which is why I have Sans here to help. My appetite isn't as bad as it used to be, surprisingly. I just, don't have the will to eat more food. Maybe it's the reason why my belly grumbles so loud. Feet, stomach and back pains are nothing new, just more painful and more frequent. That's why I sleep a lot.

But it'll all be worth it. I tell myself. I will miss feeling the thumps and shuffles, but not for long. I will have a new little baby to cuddle with, wrapped in pure white bandages. But the stomach cramps are horrible, especially after a meal. I might even be sick if its extra bad. I try to put my ear to my stomach, trying to hear little hiccups. It sounds so strange but so adorable at the same time. I love to spend alone time, standing out in the garden with just me and my child.

Me and Sans's relationship has rocketed ever since I was pregnant. He even asked me if we wanted to get married, but I refused. Parents usually get married, get a new house and the consider having a baby. But me and Sans had completely flipped the script on that one. We're having a baby before we even went on our first date! How crazy is that?

But I love Sans all the more. I know he doesn't have lips, but I kiss him there anyway. He can still hug me. He can still cuddle me. He can still do everything he can to show me how much he loves me. And I can still show him how much I love him, even if I struggle to get up from the sofa. Anyways, I decided I wasn't in the mood for reading, so I decided to have my alone time with my baby.

Sans could come in if he want to, but I'm sure he's sleeping on the sofa. I gently finger my belly, feeling the baby jab back at me. It usually does that to Sans when he wants to feel it, and its really funny when it does happen. I was thinking about wether I wanted a boy or a girl. A boy would be really nice to play with Sans, and he would go outside a lot. But I would like a girl because I can do 'girly' stuff with her, but not treat her like a doll. I shall treat her like my daughter. And I will do the same if I have a son.

All this has been a wonderful adventure for me, every single second. Ever since I first found out, and I was in distress, there was a spark in my soul that told me that it would be ok. I've enjoyed the day when the baby first kicked or shuffled. And I will enjoy the day my baby will take its first steps or say its first word. We will enjoy raising our child, me and Sans. Our baby never was a mistake. It was a beautiful bump in the road.