Bun in the Oven - Sequel to Cooking with Bucky

Chapter 8

We felt like Rip Van Winkle in late May and early June. I napped so much with James that I felt like he was my bodyguard and protector most of the time. He became very protective and vigilant with me. Sometimes he went with me to wherever I went like running errands or just shopping. I was experiencing fatigue at this stage in my pregnancy at times. He also reminded me to take my prenatal pills and to eat. Sometimes he would remind me to take a nap. A very diligent guy! James/ Bucky was a good man to have around. When I was not exhausted, I had plenty of energy to do things I normally could do and we got our party almost raring to go. A cleaning crew was hired to clean the house because I was no shape to do so. Sometimes morning sickness preoccupied my days. By the time of my next doctor's appointment, the morning sickness ended. My next doctor's appointment arrived in mid-June while the party preparations were underway. We were pretty much done with it but then some last minute things we thought of, we took care of it or the bartender told us he would help out with. James did a bunch of prep for the party and I helped him. Fortunately, we worked well as a team getting this party pulled together. Another plus was that Sam and Michelle arrived early. They stayed at a nearby hotel and came over on occasion to help us out. One day, they helped decorate the house while Bucky and I went to the doctor. We didn't dare tell them our secret early. We weren't ready to burst the bubble. We waited for our party to let everyone know. When we saw Doctor Seymour, she was happy to see us.

"So great to see you! How's the baby doing? Anymore morning sickness?" She asked.

"None, lately. I think that part is done unless you're going to say otherwise. Also, I must say the naps are very helpful. I'm glad I'm with the master of napping!" I said as I gently punched James/Bucky in his right arm. He just smiled.

"He likes taking naps occasionally but since I'm taking them almost on a daily basis, he reminds to take a nap and joins me when I do. My napping buddy!" I explained. Doctor Seymour smiled when I said that.

"It's common for a loving, doting, loyal husband to do that with his wife. My guess you guys have a dog? If so, that's better because when the baby is born, the dog will become a natural protector. You just need to introduce the two, the baby and family dog, at the right time." She said.

"Silly me! I'm getting ahead of myself here. Ah this is a follow-up to the last visit. Let's get this one done with so you two can have fun at your party soon!" She said. With that, Bucky left the room and he waited for when my doctor wanted him in the room. She did her usual round of questions with me and when I was done telling what I was experiencing, she mentioned she wanted to do another ultrasound.

"Do you want him in here for this one too?" She asked.

"Yes, I do. Please send him in." I requested from her.

"Sure thing!" She said while she got up and headed for the door. I just lounged on the patient bed and waited for him to come in. When he did enter the room, I immediately noticed his swagger and his arms slightly hunched as he swung his arms. His left arm slightly away from his body because of the titanium arm. The familiar silhouette of his form kind of blocked the hall light at the door. I think I will always know when he enters a room. Very welcoming and yet somewhat intimating to some. He came closer to me, rolled an available seat next to me and sat down. He peered at me with questioning eyes with his hair falling into his face. He needs to get a haircut soon. He's going to get it cut just before the party.

"They're going to do another ultrasound so we can see our baby." I softly said to him while I stroked his hand. He leaned into me and asked if I'm OK. I told that I was. He hugged me while the doctor hovered over me to prepare for the ultrasound. She was done putting some gel on my stomach and held the probe in one hand.