The Little Unexpected Things

Isn't She Lovely?

Bella's P.O.V

I'm over three days late! My due date was three fucking days ago and I'm no where near having a baby! I was so happy and excited when my due date arrived, fuck I was even sad that I wouldn't be pregnant anymore when the day came and then... Nothing! No baby. And the more time goes by, the more uncomfortable is getting carrying a ten pound baby that seems to get heavier by the second.

I'll admit it, I've been a bit irritable lately but try carrying around this massive baby with a watermelon for a head and see if you'll like it.

Everyone turns to look at me when Edward and I walk through Alice's door. Their eyes drift in perfect sync from Edward to me and back at Edward. I shake my head, ignoring their stares and walk straight in, without saying hello and walk up to the single couch that is the only couch in Alice's place that is comfortable and where Jasper so happens to be sitting in. He looks up at me with wide, terrified eyes. I narrow my eyes at him and lean against the couch.

"Y-you want to sit?"

I raise an eyebrow. "That'd be lovely," I said sarcastically.

He gets up almost immediately and with one hand helps me down on the couch. I look at him, more like glare as I drop on the couch and try my best to get comfortable.

"So Sunshine is still long from bursting?"

I glare at Emmett.

Edward speaks up. "Dr. Green said it might take a while, still has a long way to go before she goes into labor. She said there was some things we could do to speed up the process. We'll do everything we can."

I roll my eyes. "Like you haven't done enough."

"Oh I heard spicy-"

"Spicy food, walking, tea, vinegar, whatever! They've told us what we need to do," I snap at Rosalie. "And we're all willing to try them, except the most effective one, right Edward?"

"Which one?" Emmett asks.

"Sex." And I look at Edward. "He sure can do it drunk, but he isn't willing sober."

"Bella, there is only so much he can do," Rosalie says.

I glare at her. "I don't see you trying to push out a baby with a head with a size of a mellow out of your vagina before it rips through you open." I shift in my seat, trying to get as comfortable as I can but I can't. "Fuck, I hate this!" I move again, feeling all of their eyes on me. I shift and shift until I finally snap. "Oh just get the hell out of me, Ella! I can't be pregnant a second longer!"

Emmett looks from me and back at Edward. "How do you deal with so much cuteness?"

I look at Edward, waiting for him to answer. Edward slowly turns on his heel and slowly walks to the kitchen. The bastard doesn't want to say anything!

I huff. "I AM NOT THAT BAD!"

He turned back. "Bella, honey, you're the mother of my child but I'm honestly afraid our child is actually the spawn of Satan and it's kind of taking over."

"That's not true!"

"You threw a heel at me this morning," he points out with a straight face. Emmett and Jasper laughed.

"You took forever in the bathroom!"

"I needed to pee! And if I may remind you, there's two bathrooms in the apartment."

"Well..." he had a good point there. "Your bathroom is more organized."

Alice rolled her eyes and stepped in. "I think we should cut Bella some slack, she is three days overdue and the poor thing must be so exhausted." She reaches over and takes my hand. "I mean, giving birth has to be the most exciting and terrifying, blissful time of your life. No wonder she is so stressed and edgy."