Roses Diary [S.M]

Babymoon

"I thought you were kidding about going on a holiday." Shawn mutters as he helps me into the private jet.

"You know me... I am full of surprises." While mumbling I catch my reflection in a mirror. My tear strained face and puffy eyes. I hate to say goodbye to Lou. She cannot come to the place we are going and have to stay with Lily until they both fly to LA to meet us there again. Now you are probably wondering why the hell I cried when I am going to see here again in less than 3 weeks... hormones. They are killing me. I swear. I bawled my eyes out because I felt like I was abandoning my child. When in reality I know she is going to have a blast with Lily and will come back 5 kilos heavier because of all the treats she will get.

Shawn catches me checking myself out in the mirror. "You feel better again?." The fucker has the nerve to laugh at me.

"You are going to carry our next child. I cannot handle being this unstable and emotional all the time." Since a week or so, I am feeling so much emotions running through my body. I don't know if this is a new phase or that my body is preparing itself for motherhood but it is driving me crazy. Sometimes I do not even know why I am crying. For less they put you away in a mental hospital.

Shawn laughs and wrap his arms around me from behind as we walk to our seats. "I find it extremely cute."

"Cute?." I look up at him with furrowed eyebrows, wondering if he has gone insane. Nothing, and I will repeat, nothing is cute about being a hormonal wrack. "You are joking, right?."

He shakes his head as he sits down in the chair next to me. "It is beautiful to watch. The transition you are going through."

I don't know if he has been reading his weird, floaty books again or that he is just high. I am hoping for the last one, to be honest. "Transition?."

"Yeah transition. Your character has become more softer and caring over the months."

"Like a mother?." I joke as I roll my eyes. Shawn and his spiritual thoughts.

"Yes,"- he mocks me and gently shove my shoulder. "Like a mother yes and stop being sarcastic. You have known from the start the person you have married is a softy."

"Imagine if you had to carry this child, if I already have become a softy, what would have happened to you if it was possible for you to carry a child?." He would watch romantic movies all day and would already cry if he would step on a snail and crush it. Pretty much how he character is already. Don't get me wrong, I love his tender heart but him even more emotional would probably be the death of me.

He stares into the distance. Probably imagining what that would be like. Out of the blue, he scrunch his eyebrows and a 'sour' facial expression takes over his face.

I laugh out loud as I literally can see the stages he go through. "You don't seem to like that idea?."

He turns his head towards me and shake his head. "I already had much appreciation for you but imaging having to deal with mood swings, nausea and all the other side effects you have to endure..."- the idea of being pregnant suddenly doesn't seem so appealing to him anymore. It is rather amusing to watch. He leans in and kiss my lips briefly. "I love and appreciate you baby."

I laugh out loud again and smile. "I love you too and just to be clear, if this baby is only half as sweet and caring as you are, I wouldn't mind being pregnant for 10 times more."

"Okay, where the hell are we?." Shawn voice is heard from behind me as I walk down the stairs of the private jet that has flown us to our vacation destination for the next two weeks.

It is literally a first that I know where we are and Shawn has no idea. Normally it is the other way around. I kinda like this. It feels good to be on the other side of the medal for once. Shawn is usually the one who plans our trips... or at least think about a surprise and let Andrew work out the details. So it was about time that it came from my side for once.

"You really have no idea?." I mumble, having way too much fun to be the one who knows and not him.

"Does it look like I have an idea?."- ooh catty. He doesn't like to be left in the dark. Well babe, now you know how I feel when you have teased me those times. "I don't even have a cell reception yet to check." Like a idiot he holds his phone up in the air to 'catch' some reception.

I shake my head and continue my way to the waiting van.

"Goedemorgen." I greet the guy as I approach the van.

It feels good to be able to speak my native language again. It has been so long.

"Goeie môre!." Damn, I forgot that the African language is not completely similar to Dutch. It is close though but just a different pronunciation,

"He can speak Dutch?." Shawn looks lost. Damn, this is too hilarious.

"It is actually South African Sir but it is indeed similar to Dutch. You heard that correctly. Can you also speak Dutch?." And there goes my fun. If the guy didn't just spilled where we are, I could have watch Shawn scrum for a bit longer.

"No..."- Shawn mumbles to the guy as I step into the van. Thank God. Airconditioning. Another weird side affect of being pregnant that I didn't knew before. I am constantly hot. I would kill for a Canadian winter right now. Although I am not sure if that could even cool me down. "My wife is Dutch so I understand some words." He quickly explain before taking a seat next to me in the backseat.

I turn my head to him once I feel his eyes on the side of my face. "What?." With a chuckle I try to read his face. "Not a good idea?."

"I love it but is it save? I mean, for the baby."

I nod my head. "Of course. I checked with the doctor and she said there were no reasons why we couldn't go."

"But there is this Zika virus, right? And what about Malaria?."

"Babe, Don't worry. I have checked everything. Your son is going to be just fine."

"It is my job to worry and take care of the both of you." He sighs in relief. As he wrap his arm around me and pull me closer, he kisses my cheek.

"I know but what do you say? Good surprise?."

"It is the best. Thank you baby."

"There is a 24/7 cook available. A cleaning lady will be here every two days and like you probably saw as you drove through the gates, the house is in a community that is guarded at every moment of the day. The beaches can be only used by people who have the access so you don't have to worry about people invading your privacy." The guy who probably owns the house, or a worker of the company who owns the house explains as we walk through the immense house. It looks even better in real life, then it does on the pictures.

"That all sounds very good. Thank you." We so need this vacation. It is such a weird thought that this is going to be our last vacation with just the two of us before we will become a family of 3. Sorry, 4 I mean. Lou will get mad if I forget about her.

"If you have any questions, this is my card. You can call me at any time of the day."

"Thank you. We appreciate it." Shawn takes the card from her and put it in the back pocket of his jeans. Their is a 99% chance that her card will be lost before the day ends but I am sure we do not need her anyway.

"No problem at all. Enjoy your babymoon." With a smile, she disappears through the front door, leaving us by ourselves.

"Babymoon..."- I repeat her words. Babymoon; a relaxing or romantic holiday taken by parents-to-be before the baby is born. It only just now hits me that we will be parents in less then 7 weeks. "Holy shit..."

"Yeah, shit is about to become real babe."

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Hi loves,

How are you guys? Sorry for the short chapter. My classes have started again and like always, it is so hectic. My life is even more busy then it normally is but I really wanted to give you guys some type of chapter to read!

Who is ready for baby Mendes to arrive??

With love, M.