Moonlight

45

A few weeks have passed. Mel and I are still pregnant... and huge. Cameron finished the nursery for Mel last week and Jack just needs to do a few more things for ours. We've moved the girls into Garrison's old room. Luckily, the house is perfect size for us. It's a three story, four bedroom, three bath, house with open space downstairs so we can always keep tabs on the girls.

Mel and I sit on the deck in the sunshine and soft breeze. The breeze softly hits my face, the sun dancing right behind it.

"Did you have a lot of heartburn and hiccups when you were pregnant with the girls?" Mel asks.

"No, but I wasn't growing as quickly as you are." I reply.

"I know, the doctor said I'm only having one baby. I feel like I'm having five." She replies with a chuckle. She turns her recliner around to face me. "I mean, look at you! You are so much smaller than me and you are only having one!"

"Yeah I know, I feel like I'm having two. I just feel like there's two, but the sonograms say otherwise." I reply. Last night was proof of that. I ate an entire jar of gardenia mix after I puked up that Cinnabon.

"Well, we've done pretty well so far. We are officially two werewolf months along." Mel mumbles.

Yeah, two werewolf months is equivalent to three to six human months. I had the girls when I was five human months. The thing with werewolf pregnancies is it goes by so fast, the normal pregnancy last three months. I had the girls when I was just barely into the two month mark. I pray to God that we don't have the babies at the same time and early. My vision shows that we have them on the same day, and neither one of us die. It's a start!

"You guys don't know the gender yet, do you?" I ask. She shakes her head.

"Do you?" She asks. I shake my head. I wish I did. She returns to her sunbathing position, spreading her arms out from her sides and lifting her chin to the sun.

Jack wants this time to be a surprise. I don't know how fixing up the nursery is going to go now considering we will have to get gender neutral stuff. Well if we use the stuff we have from the girls, it won't be too bad. Unless it's a boy... oh God. We are so unprepared and horrible parents! Okay, rant over. At least for now.

"Ow! Stop doing Kung fu on my kidney!" She exclaims. I smile at her as she gets this annoyed look across her face.

"I forgot to mention that they like to move around in this stage. Kidney shots, bumping into your bladder, and moving around in your sleep." I reply. Let's just say, I didn't get any sleep last night... Mel rolls her eyes and sighs.

"Hey, Lee, I think we should tell the girls now." Jack whispers, popping his head around the door frame. I nod and get up from my chair. I wince in pain, my stomach burns immensely. I stop in my tracks and take a deep breath. I close my eyes and grip onto the chair. I slowly feel my claws grow over my fingernails. Stop, don't do that. I don't want you to come out early. Stop doing that!

"Are you alright?" Mel asks. She rises from her chair and waddles over to me. I open my eyes and see that my claws are completely gone. My stomach extended a lot.

"I'm alright, I can carry full term if I control myself." I reply. I walk inside, Mel follows. The girls sit at the table and chat amongst themselves.

"Now girls, you know how you said a few weeks ago that you want a baby sister?" I ask. They both nod in excitement.

"Mommy is having a baby." Jack replies. The girl's sudden confusion turns to excitement. They both get up and hug my stomach and start talking to the baby. I can't believe they reacted so well. It might just be the raging hormones, but I might cry.

"We get to have a little sister?!" Alani exclaims.

"I don't know yet sweetie, you might have a little brother." I reply. She frowns.

"I want a little sister." She pouts. I hope I have a girl, I would love to have another girl.

Pressure hits my lower back. I take a deep breath and close my eyes. I reach out to grip Jack's forearm.

"Mommy, are you okay?" Odette asks. Jack hesitates for a moment.

"Girls, go play!" He exclaims. The girls shuffle to get up from their chairs. As soon as they do, their footsteps become quiet.

"Babe, I'm here." He whispers.

"My stomach hurts, like really bad." I mumble under my breath. I clutch my stomach and rely on Jack to hold me upright. I feel the pain slowly dissipate.

"Babe, don't." I mumble, pushing his hand away.

"You aren't having contractions or anything, are you?" He asks. I shake my head. I can't be, they would hurt way worse than this. I don't think it's contractions, this is my first kind of normal pregnancy. I slowly open my eyes. "Okay, lets sit you down, I will get you a cold rag and a water bottle."

Jack carefully helps walk me to the recliner. I slowly sit down and recline the chair.

"I have another doctor appointment tomorrow, maybe we can see the baby and see what's going on." I inform him. He walks back in with a cold water bottle and a wet rag.

"I hope you don't have the baby early, your labor with the girls was hard enough." He replies.

The rest of the night, I take Jack's advice and rest. Hopefully it will help with the baby and constantly passing out.

On another note, I have to pee, but have zero energy to get up... if the baby didn't play soccer with my bladder for an hour, I might not have to pee... by the way, thanks for that. I groan and get up, it's not going to go away unless I go to the bathroom...

Now, onto rest. Wait... I want pickles and chocolate ice cream... damn it! That's all the way in the other room... in the fridge. Damn it! I'll just get up and go get the jar of pickles and the tub of ice cream and come back here. That's the best idea I've ever had!

An hour passed, that was the best snack I've ever had! The girls ended up coming in and eating it with me, I'm still not sure how they could stomach it.

Finally, I can rest.

I slowly open my eyes, feeling someone climb into bed with me. It's just Jack. He wraps his arm around my waist and lays against my back.

Shit....

I have to pee again. I can't win...