A Lifetime With You

He or She, What Will Baby Be?

Taylor's POV
4 PM
I'm currently 20 weeks into my pregnancy. We could've had our reveal weeks ago, but everyone has had busy schedules. I put on a dress and some makeup. Avery was asleep in her crib and Joe was downstairs helping Abigail get everything together. She had her gender reveal about 2 weeks ago and she's having a girl. I went downstairs and made sure everything looked good. Everyone started to arrive and they all rubbed my belly and hugged me. After I made time for all of my guests, Joe and I both had a knife, ready to cut into the cake that would reveal the gender of our baby. "1...2...3..." everyone counted. We cut into it. "It's a boy!!!" I scream. We started jumping with joy. A few minutes later I went upstairs to check on Avery. She was awake in her crib, but she wasn't crying, she was just lying there looking around. "Hello, my gorgeous girl. Guess what? You're gonna have a brother! Isn't that so exciting? You wanna go see everyone?" I carry her downstairs and we visit with everyone for a while until she starts getting fussy. I went upstairs to the bedroom and I lied Avery on the bed so I could put on something a little more comfy. After I quickly changed, I sat on the bed and started nursing her. I started scrolling through my phone. My mom came upstairs. "There's my precious girl" she said, kissing Avery's head. After she finished, she went to my mom. We went back downstairs. "Sorry you guys, but I just had to get into something more comfortable." I chatted with everyone for a little while longer and people slowly started leaving. After everyone left, Avery fell back asleep and I went upstairs and lied down on the bed. "I'm so tired." Joe kissed my cheek. "Love, it's only 8:30." he said. "I know. We need one more vacation before this baby comes." He nods in agreement. "Only this time, we don't have to worry about bringing birth control or condoms because it's a little too late for that now." He chuckles. He rubs my belly and places a soft kiss on my lips. I get up from the bed and he watches me change into one of his shirts. "Those are some cute panties. They'd look even better on the floor" he said. "Nice try. I'm just not in the mood tonight. I'm tired." He was understanding of course. I lifted the shirt so he could massage some cocoa butter onto my belly, something we did every night of my pregnancy to prevent stretch marks. Afterwards we snuggled up and watched a movie. I fell asleep.

2 AM
I'm awoken by the sounds of Avery crying. I go to her nursery and rock her until she falls back asleep. I place her back in her crib and tip toe back into the room. I go pee and go back to bed. By the time I got comfortable, I had to pee again. "Are you fucking kidding me?" I whisper to myself. As I pee, I lift my shirt and start talking to my bump. "Listen here mister...I'm trying to go to bed and you bouncing on my bladder is preventing me from doing so. It's mommy's bedtime, which means it's your bedtime too." In the corner of my eye, I see Joe standing in the doorway. "Are you being mean to our son?" he asked, smiling. "He's being mean to me. I got up because Avery was crying and after I got her back to sleep, I came to pee. After I peed, I went back to bed and he started kicking my bladder and I had to go again." He laughed tiredly. I finished up in the bathroom before going to bed. Joe cuddled up next to me. I finally got comfortable and Avery started crying again. "I got it. You need to get some sleep" Joe said, kissing my cheek. "Thank you." I drift off to sleep. This is so hard, but I wouldn't have it any other way.