December (one month later) ...
Everyone was joyful, because it was Christmas of course.
Wrapping paper was all around the living room. My mom was a clean freak and cleaned the entire time.
I sat next to Grayson on the couch. I had gotten baby stuff for presents.
Not that I don't appreciate it, I do, it's just sometimes I wish I would be able to get things for myself.
"Do you like your gifts?" I ask him.
"Mhmm", he nods.
"That's not very convincing", I say. "I like them all", he laughs.
"Okay, I have one last gift for Grayson and Anna", my dad says.
Everyone goes silent and looks over at us.
He hands us a thick white envelope. "Passports?" Grayson says sarcastically as he opens the envelope.
He pulls out a bunch of paper.
He unfolds them and we both read it.
Both of our faces are written in shock.
"Dad", I cover my mouth.
"Well tell everyone!" My mom says.
"We got a house". Everyone smiles and begins talking.
Grayson and I both hug my dad.
I didn't even know it, but I was crying.
This felt so unreal.
I already knew that the whole process of moving would be stressful.
It would take forever.
But as for right now, I want to enjoy my happiness.
I still can't believe that my dad bought us the house I picked out. It was way too expensive.
I can't say anything, but thank you. Thank you dad.
---
A week later...
I looked in the bathroom mirror at my stomach, examining it for almost a half hour.
Grayson walks in wearing just his boxers. He kisses my shoulder and walks to the toilet.
"Whatcha doing?"
"I'm late", I sigh.
"What do you mean?"
"I'm almost on my tenth month Gray. I was supposed to have this baby weeks ago."
"It's gonna come any second. Everything will be fine", he says.
"Okay, I can't talk to you while you're taking a shit", I say before leaving the bathroom.
I leave our bedroom and head downstairs.
Boxes were scattered throughout our new home. I felt really bad because Grayson had to do everything.
I just wanted the baby to be born now so I could help Grayson.
---
Grayson laughs as we watch 21 Jump Street.
I couldn't laugh because I was too stressed and paranoid.
I get up from the couch and pace around in front of the tv.
"Babe, what are you doing?"
"Can you take me to the hospital?"
