It was the day after your baby shower, and you were seven and a half months along. Your baby bump was getting quite large, and a little annoying. You loved your daughter, but you couldn't wait for her to get out of your uterus.
You were putting clothes and other necessities away in the newly finished nursery, and listening to music.
"Babe, can you get that?" You asked Cal as the doorbell rang. He nodded and walked out.
He came back a moment later with a box.
"I think your thing came." He said. You smiled and opened it.
You had ordered a wall decal, with care bears around Rosalie's name, written in pretty font. Along with the name decal was a couple quotes, in the same lilac font, that you planned to put around the room.
