Newt imagines 2

I'm just a foetus

I leant in the wooden door frame watching out over the green stretch of land. I could see men everywhere doing all sorts of work, but only one has my focus, the one knelt down plucking weeds from the ground. He sighed, leaning back on his feet and rubbed his shoulders. He looked around just happily, but his eyes latched onto me. He worked his way over and dropped to his knees before me, I must be so beautiful I knock fully grown men over.

Not that he wanted me.

Newt kissed my growing stomach. "How's my baby?" He cooed.
I forced a smiled. "Baby's good but...." I wanted to tell him the pain I was going through, he was like my personal doctor, Newt always had a way about curing me. He was an angel.

"Newt!" Zart yelled motioning him to come over, rudely interrupting me and my list of complaints.
Newt kissed my stomach once more, just above my belly button. "Bye, bye baby, daddy has to work." He got up and left. No goodbye kiss for me? No hello kiss for me? It was like I have been alive for years but as soon as a foetus grows inside me, I'm completely worthless. I'm just the protective wrapping that will be discarded at the end, like an Easter egg, no one wants the shiny foil no matter how beautiful it is.

That night I was already in bed when Newt slipped in next to me, I had my back to him, pretending to fiddle with my bedside table. An arm snaked around my waist, gently caressing my bump. I picked up the hand and moved it off of me.
Newt sat up. "What's wrong? Is baby alright?"
"What happens to us after the baby is born?" I asked turning to face him, a pillow propped behind my back to ease the weight.
Newt paused his face confused like he was trying to work out the right answer. He bit his lip. "What do you mean?"
I shut my eyes was I being stupid? He'll think I'm being stupid, but I was beginning to feel some jealousy over the thing in me and it's relationship with my husband, I just want to be aware if I had false hope about it getting better. "Well, do we keep the love, does it end, or is it already over and we've had our good days, now it's just caring for this." I motioned towards the bump.
Newt held my hand, intertwining his fingers. "We carry on as we always have, if anything it gets stronger. Why do you ask?"
I shook my head, but Newt insisted. "It's just when we got married you said you would only ever be able to love one person, well there is two now, and you keep ignoring me but not the baby.... Is that one person the baby?"
Newt ran a hand down my face. "No, no, love." He chuckled a little, making me blush and feel stupid. "I love you, the love I have for you I will only ever feel for you, the love for our child." He held both our hands over the bump. "It's completely different sort of love, your the only one. And I'm sorry I've been ignoring you, there is no excuse, I guess I'm nervous, you know, will I be a good dad or a bad one?"
I nuzzled close to him, reassured I was just stupid. "You'll be an amazing dad, the best."
He shuffled closer, shutting his eyes, resting his head on mine. "But from now on I promise to be a better husband... You know what I'll stop drinking, we can do that together."
I smiled, feeling happiness swelling in me. "I would like that."
"Now go on tell me the list of cravings you have." He laughed, his sweet happy love I fell in love with years ago and will always love.