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8 months later
"Babe do you need anything from the shop?" Will called out to me on the sofa. It was 8 months into the pregnancy so the cravings had started. "Umm can I have some whipped cream pleeeeease?" I replied in a pleading voice. I didn't have many maternal clothes so I had stolen some hoodies off Will. He laughed at kissed my forehead, "see you in a sec then" He says walking out the door. Wills been so good to me during the pregnancy. I know we may seem a bit young to be cut out as parents but he handles it really well. I'm 30 weeks and the average is 36-40 weeks, I only have a few weeks to go before we actually start our family.
20 minutes later
"I'm homeeee!" Will sang as he walked through the door. I giggled and smiled at him. He handed me the bottle of whipped cream and rubbed my shoulder. "Aha thanks babe, what do you want to do tonight?" I asked, with a mouthful of whipped goodness. Will came and sat down next to me, placing one hand on my belly and one on the back of my neck. "He's kicking!" He gasped, feeling my tummy. "He?" I question ruffling his hair. He replied, "I just have a feeling it's gonna be a boy, we didn't ask the doctor what gender so I'm taking a wild guess ahah" he chuckled, continuing to rub my bump.

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