Our Story

Chapter 7

Andy's POV

     I was standing infront of the mirror in our bedroom. I saw the faint outline of a bump and when I turned to the side is was for sure there. I had a small little baby bump. It was noticeable if you new I was pregnant.

Andy: Babe!

Robert: What are you okay?

Andy: I'm fine. Look.

Robert: Is that what I think it is?

Andy: That is a small baby bump.

Robert: So little one wanted everyone to know.

Andy: I guess so.

     We went on a short run and stopped for coffee at a coffee shop.

Robert: So when do you want to tell the station about the babes.

Andy: Well soon, but I am not leaving right away because I am pregnant.

Robert: Fine, but you are on desk duty.

Andy: No. I am fine to run into burning buildings.

Robert: Absolutely not. You are 18 weeks pregnant and not running into burning buildings.

Andy: What about aid car?

Robert: Nope. I want you and our baby to be safe all the time so, you are not going in the field.

Andy: Little One we will work on that we will get daddy on our side.

Robert: Not going to happen.

Andy: Fine, what about the station?

Robert: What do you have in mind?

Andy: I think we should put babes ultrasound pictures on the fridge and see how long it takes for them to figure it out.

Robert: I think it will take them awhile.

Andy: Putting money on it?

Robert: If it takes them all till lunch to figure it out we find out the gender, and if it doesn't take them all morning we do not find out the gender.

Andy: Deal. Come on let's go home I'll beat you there.

Robert: I know you are competitive, but we are not racing.

Andy: You are no fun. 

     We got home and I started dinner while Robert took a shower. I was chopping the onions to put on the pizza I was making when he came out from the hallway only a towel hanging from his waist.

Robert: Do you know where the clean laundry is?

Andy: Umm. Um yeah it is in the laundry room. I folded it earlier.

Robert: Thanks babe.

     He left the kitchen and I needed a minute. All the hormones were rushing through me because of this baby and I can't control it. I put the knife down and took a breather so I wouldn't do something stupid. I was still taking my breather when I felt his hands move my hair to the other side of my neck.

Robert: Do you like what you see?

     I couldn't formulate a sentence to respond. He moved his hands down to my waist and whispered in my ear.

Robert: Do you still want the pizza?

      This time I could formulate a sentence, but it came out all gibberish. He started to kiss my neck and I continued to try to keep it together.

Robert: I know you want me, you can try and hide it, but you want me.

     He took off his shirt and pushed his chest against my back.

Robert: I think you need a shower?

     He picked me up and took us to the shower. He slammed me against the cold shower tile and started the warm steamy water. I still could not form a sentence the only sounds that came out of my mouth were moans. He slipped off my shirt and kissed down my chest he unclipped my bra and continued to kiss my chest. We spent another thirty minutes in the shower and then he got out and I washed my hair. When I got out I went into the closet and picked out some shorts. I was looking for a top to wear and nothing fit over my swollen bump except for my baggy t-shirts. I put one of those on and then brushed my hair. The rest of the night we ate and went to bed, but before I went to sleep Robert talked to the babes. The next morning we got up and I started to get ready. I did some light makeup and put my hair into a slicked back ponytail. I puked this morning for about an hour and I am so done with the morning sickness. I love this baby, but don't get me wrong the morning sickness is awful.

Robert: We have to leave in twenty minutes.

Andy: It is going to take me longer to find something to wear.

     I walked to the closet and passed the mirror, but I stopped because I saw a bigger bump in the mirror. I squared my self up and then turned side ways to see that I was larger than yesterday. 

Andy: Robert!

Robert: What?

Andy: Do you have any shirts that are not obnoxious.

Robert: Why?

Andy: Because your child doesn't fit in mine anymore.

Robert: Here. By the way, you look beautiful.

Andy: Thank you. Okay breakfast.

Robert: Here we don't have time if we want to be there early.

Andy: Okay let's go. I will grab the ultrasound photos.

     We got in the car, arrived early and put the pictures on the fridge. I grabbed the one marked Baby Sullivan and took it with me.