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Chapter 30

"Katniss, put that box down," Peeta says as he walks over to me.

I roll my eyes at him. "It's not heavy."

"I don't care. Give me that." He takes the box from me and shakes his head.

"Peeta, it's just some baby clothes. It's not like I was trying to carry the crib."

"It doesn't matter," Peeta tells me. "Come here." He walks into our bedroom and sets the box down on the bed. "Stay here," Peeta says before he walks out of the room. He comes back carrying the rocking chair, and he sits it down beside the bed.

"Sit here and sort through the clothes. Let me worry about carrying the boxes."

"Fine," I sigh as I sit down in the chair. "But will you do me a favor and check on the kids?"

"Of course," Peeta tells me. "Holler if you need me."

"I will," I say as I rest a hand on my stomach. Peeta walks out of the room, and I take a deep breath. "Your Daddy is driving me nuts," I say softly.

"I heard that," Peeta says from out in the hallway.

I roll my eyes and look over towards the doorway. "Peeta..."

"Katniss, you are going to be six months pregnant in a few days," Peeta tells me. "We only have three months until the babies get here. Maybe less. I just want to make sure that the three of you are okay."

"Peeta, you head the doctor at my last appointment," I tell him. "Everything's going as it should be. It's all normal."

Peeta takes a deep breath. "I just don't want you to hurt yourself."

"Or the babies. Right?" I say. Peeta just looks at me. "Trust me, Peeta. I won't hurt them. I know my body's limits."

I start pulling some clothes out of the box, and Peeta walks over to me.

"Honey, listen to me," Peeta says as he sits down on the edge of the bed. He takes both of my hands in his to stop my movements. "I know that you're not going to hurt the babies. That's not what I was implying. I just worry about you. I want to make sure that you're comfortable."

"I am comfortable," I assure Peeta. "Well, as comfortable as I can get three months away from giving birth to twins."

Peeta laughs a bit. "I don't mean to drive you crazy, Katniss. I just get concerned about you and our kids."

"I know," I tell Peeta as I smile at him. "And I appreciate you looking out for me. But I won't do anything I'm not supposed to."

Peeta leans over and kisses my forehead. "Just take it easy. Okay?"

"Alright," I sigh. "Now, go check on Willow and Rye."

"Okay," Peeta says as he stands up. He kneels down beside the chair and places both of his hands on my stomach. "You two keep Mommy in line for me." Peeta places a kiss on my stomach before leaving the room.

I take my time taking all of the clothes out of the box. I unfold all of them and inspect them. Most of these are what we used for Willow and Rye when they were babies, so they're looking a little worn out. I put any clothes with holes or big stains on them back in the box, and neatly fold up the wearable clothes. 

"Baby, everything okay?" Peeta asks me as he appears in the doorway.

"Yeah," I say as I look over at him. "I got through one box."

"Okay. You want me to bring in another?"

"Why don't you bring a box of bottles down to the kitchen so I can wash them? I'll throw these clothes in the wash real quick. I know they've been in that box, but I'd still feel better if I washed them," I tell Peeta. "I'll get the blankets and bedding washed tomorrow. The crib also needs cleaned up, and I'll go through the other boxes of clothes... What?" I ask Peeta when I notice him giving me an amused smile.