The Joys of Pregnancy

Surprise!

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I slowly opened my blury eyes and peered at the alarm clock. I made out the foggy image of a red number seven. I layed in bed for a minute as I tried to think of the reason I had for setinbg an alarm so early in the morning. I was about to go back to sleep when I heard Ivan shuffle around on the other side of the bed. I picked my head up to look at him.

"Morning Vanya." I mumbled tierdly.

"Morning Fredka. I don't know why you set alarms so early when you know you have a hard time getting up." He smiled at me.

"Shut up, I can get up. I just don't like to." I growled half heartedly. "Why are we getting up?"

"To go shoping for the deti." He reminded me.

"Oh yea, thats right." I perked up quite a bit at that.

I was at the end of my 30th week and still haven't gotten the room done yet. I have everything picked out, just not set up yet. I am waiting on a couple of things from Sweden, such as the cribs and dressers, so that was the main reason why things wern't set up yet. The paint part is because Ivan hasn't had enough time yet to paint the room.

We decided that we wanted foresty nature theam. I'm hoping to implant a love for nature at a young age. I had the old grey carpet replaced, even, with a thick, soft, dirt brown one. I bought a couple of leaf green rugs to go with it. I'm going to finish the decorating as soon as I get everything that I needed, so when ever Sweden send us the cribs and dressers.

"Help me up?" I asked as I stratched out my arms. He smiled and came over to help. He grabed my for arms to help pull me into sitting position, then help for me to stand. At 30 weeks with twins I look like I'm about to pop at any moment, which actually isn't too impossible. It has made it harder for me to do, well, anything. Not to mention I have to pee every five minutes now. Speaking of which, I waddled semi self consusly into the bathroom connected to my room.

A few minutes later I came back out to finish getting ready for the day. Ivan wasn't in the room anymore, so I asumed he when down stairs to start on breakfast. I put on the looses pair of hippy pants that I had, a nice big long sleave shirt, and a bra, much to my distain. Just as Mattie had predicted, I had started to lacktake. Yippe. Luckily for me they were still small. Just enough to hide under a bagy shirt or hoodie.

I huffed at my reflection, glad that non of the other nations have seen me since they've developed. I could already hear their mockery. I left the room and stood at the top of the stairs. Ever since maybe a week ago when I had missed a step when going up the stairs and almost came back down again like a bouncing ball he hasn't let me go up or down with out him. I know he was like that since the begining, but now if I do it anyway I get an hour long lecture from him.

"Venya! I'm at the stairs!" I shouted for him.

"You better stay right there, Fredka." He shouted back, obviously from the kitchen.

"You bette hurry then." I teased. I wasn't going to actually go down, but he didn't know that.

"I am here now." He huffed as he took my hand. "You are so impatient, my love."

"Hey, when you are consently carring ten extra pounds around your waist that causes your back to ache and then someone makes you wait while standing, call me and tell me to be more patient." I sassed good naturely, causing him to roll his eyes. "So what did you make? It smells really good."

"Just some baccon and eggs with toast." He answered as we entered to room.

"With hot sauce?"

"With hot sauce."