Timeless

47

1997-November-Stevie

            Lindsey and I somehow miraculously made the appointment on the fourteenth. Baby Buck is doing really well. I've been quite bloated but I've been able to hide everything really well behind my layers of chiffon and my mic stand danglys. We're in DC tonight, It's November twenty-second We'll be going home on the twenty-fifth for Thanksgiving break. We still haven't told the children about their impending sibling. Our anyone else for that matter. I'm roughly around twelve weeks now. Almost four months, and almost out of the miscarriage danger zone. We could find out the gender when we go back on the twenty-seventh but we aren't going to. We didn't with the other three so why start now.

            "Lindsey...baby you've got to let me get up," I whine nudging my sleeping husband who has me in a vice grip.

            "Mm...no." Lindsey mumbles.

            "Lindsey, you're baby is using my bladder as a squeeze toy." I hiss hitting him.

            "I'm sorry." Lindsey jolts letting me crawl out of bed.

            When I return to bed Lindsey is eyeing me.

            "What?" I ask

            "Steph, stand up. Come towards me." I do as he says and goes around the foot of the bed to get to his side.

            "Now what?" I cross my arms.

            "Uncross your arms and turn to the right." He commands.

            "Lindsey, this is ridiculous I want to go back to bed, what is going on?" I ask stomping my foot.

            "Angel, you're showing." Lindsey chuckles.

            "What?" I ask looking down, my hands going to my stomach.

            "Baby, couldn't you see it in the bathroom mirror?" Lindsey asks.

            "I didn't look." I tear up shaking my head.

            "Oh Angel," He chuckles taking me into his arms.

            While Lindsey is in the shower I lay on the bed and gently caress my stomach.

            "Oh, my sweet angel. I've failed as a mother with your brothers and sister. I've done some horrible things. It's going to be so different. I love you so much, sweetheart. I'm going to be the best mother you could've ever asked for." I say to the baby.

            All of a sudden Lindsey's back in bed laying perpendicular to me kissing my stomach.

            "I love you both so much." Lindsey smiles.

            We lay like that for a while and then we see a camera flash. I whip my head around to see Karen.

            "Awe, Look at your little belly. Baby Buckingham is making an appearance." Karen coos.

            "You know we really have to stop giving you a key. What if I had been naked or we were having sex?" Lindsey questions as I lightly hit him on the back.

            "I don't know, you probably would've scarred my brain," Karen smirks.

            "I suppose we have to tell the band now?" Lindsey questions.

            "No, we tell our families at Thanksgiving and then we tell the band when we go back to work," I say shaking my head.

            "Well, we have to be at the venue in two and a half hours. I'll be back to get you in two hours. You better be ready." She warns.