The Crying Bridge

The Crying Bridge--Chapter 33

 In addition to preparing for the trip, Del and Evan stayed up late researching the safety of home birthing and methods of natural childbirth. After several hours, Evan was totally on board with all of it. He had learned that births like that were usually safer and less complicated than hospital births.

Once they finished packing except for the last minute items they would toss in to their luggage in the morning, they had a snack and got ready for bed. Though they were both extremely overwhelmed and excited about everything going on in their lives, they fell asleep quickly and slept until the alarm woke them the next morning.

Del felt nauseous but not as bad as it could have been. She stayed in bed while Evan took a shower, resting as much as she could before the drive to the airport and the flight to Jamaica. While she took her own shower, Evan made scrambled eggs and turkey sausage, both of which Del had been craving. She hadn't made any promises to him that she would eat, only that she'd try. But when she stepped out of the shower, it smelled so delicious she was instantly ravenous. She threw on a t-shirt and underwear and headed to the kitchen.

Evan had two plates set with the food, warm croissants with fresh strawberry preserves and orange juice on the little table.

"Mmm," Del said. "This looks great." She sat down and took a sip of juice and a small bite of eggs. They hit her stomach without incident and she continued cautiously eating.

"So you feel okay?" Evan asked, happy to see her eating the protein. Most of the information they had found in their research had recommended protein to start the day to help with the morning sickness. He had also made her a cup of hot tea.

"Not so bad," she told him, drinking her tea. "I was nauseous at first, but feel pretty good right now." She bit into the sausage. It was crisp on the outside and juicy on the inside, just the way she liked it.

"Are you going to wear those bands the doctor told us to get?" He asked. The doctor had recommended special wristbands for traveling to help ease the nausea.

"Absolutely," Del said around a mouthful of croissant. "I'll try anything to keep from being ill in the limo or on the plane. We better get dressed and get everything together. The limo should be here in less than thirty minutes."

"Okay, but first..." he took her hands and pulled her from the table. He wrapped his arms around her and held her close, inhaling the fruity scent of her shampoo and body lotion. He tilted her chin up and kissed her softly. "Do you realize that in just a little over twenty-four hours, you will be Mrs. Evan Drake?"

"I do and I can't wait," she told him, kissing him again. "Do you realize in less than nine months we will be the parents of not one but two children?"

Evan grinned. "I still can't believe it," he admitted. "It's too crazy. Does it scare you at all?"

"It scares the crap out of me!" She said, laughing. "But I know we can handle it. We possibly will need to consider a nanny at some point but I think we'll be okay."

He reluctantly let go of her. "Okay, let's get moving."

They quickly got the kitchen cleaned up, dressed and double-checked their luggage to make sure they had everything they needed. Evan was carrying everything onto the porch when the limo arrived.

The driver loaded everything for them and they were off. Once their flight was in the air and they could unfasten their safety belts, they started looking through some books they had gotten on pregnancy and natural childbirth.

Between a good breakfast, the ginger candy, the wristbands and the distraction of reading and talking with Evan, the morning sickness was manageable. Del was nauseous but not so much that she was miserable.