Nightmare

Chapter Fifty

Zack

The last few month had been great. I mean Desiree continued to get bigger and bigger as the time marched closer to her due date. I couldn't wait to be a father but more honestly I could not wait to get the sweet woman I fell in love with.

Don't get me wrong, I was madly in love with Dez but her hormones were monsters. She was still very much the woman I loved, its just her attitude seemed to shine brighter each day.

As Dez got bigger so did her attitude. She was always so snappy these days. One minute she would be her smiling laughing self, the next oh god run. God forbid you ate the last piece of left over pizza. Or there was no rocky road ice cream at two am. She would be on a war path until she got some, then would cry for being a bitch. If I would not have been the target of her mood swings most of the time it was kind of comical.

Seeing her attitude come out in someways just made me love her even more. Except as Kat and Dani put it since our pregnancy was coming to an end she was in nesting mode and it was going to be the death of me.

Desiree was going over our house with a fine tooth comb every single day. Baby proofing the entire place that for at least a year the baby wouldn't be able to even reach. Every single day she could think of a million other things we needed before our son was born.

She had repainted the nursery four times. Changing her mind on the colors at least once a day. The theme everything. I missed the girl she was before but I knew that during pregnancy women went a little wonky. I remembered how my sister was during her two pregnancies. I mean my sister would snap your head off for clearing your throat. If you had a cough you had to stay away from her.

Dez almost made her look like a saint, but I couldn't blame her. I mean who could? First she was told she would never have children. I knew Dez had accepted that, but didn't mean she didn't long for a baby somehow some way. Besides the circumstances surrounding why she couldn't have a baby were heart breaking. Anyone who went threw what she did deserved to have a baby if they wanted one. Then miraculously she did. To her it would mean more than most. To her it would be more of a blow if she lost her baby.  Of course she would be a little more high strung than the average pregnant woman. Especially after what Rachel did to her. The bitch tried to kill Desiree and our baby.

Honestly if she was not a bit up tight about her pregnancy I would probably be worried. I mean this child really wasn't supposed to be and then someone tried to beat it away from her. Of course Desiree would be extremely over protective until our son was born. She fought with her life to make sure she kept him, I couldn't and neither should anyone else expect anything different.

Today, for instance at eight months pregnant Desiree is convinced we need to go out and buy all new clothes for our son because what if he is born and is allergic to synthetic materials. We need to make sure he has only organic cotton clothes.

But we won't be. Kat had decided to throw Dez a surprise baby shower. Kat had gone threw great lengths to make this happen. Especially trying to do it all in secret. But in Desiree's mind it was because no one liked her anymore because she was pregnant. That Kat didn't want to be her friend any more. Why I don't know. But that's what Dez thought.

I had to convinced Dez that Kat was still her friend it was just her having a new baby made things difficult for her to be a good best friend. We just had to bare with Kat and Matt, eventually they would be free to do things again. I even tried to remind her in a few weeks we would be just like Kat and Matt, we would have a little baby at home that's whole existence depended on us and we probably wouldn't be the best of friends either.

I tried convincing Dez it wasn't that she was pregnant and boring so now no one wanted to hang out with her.

"Dez?" I called to her. I needed her to start getting ready. Her baby shower was at two and it was eleven thirty.