I must say I was a bit surprised on rising to find my husband already up and gone. I wonder where he is off to, surely it is too soon for me to worry about him being seduced by some wanton hussy. I feel so huge. This baby better come soon, I do not think I can stand much more of this. It has to be a boy. I can not imagine a woman child kicking me so hard. Frankly I... That's it! I am going to name him Frank. Frank Lothario, it has a nice ring to it for my first born.
I wonder where Don is, as attentive as he has been I am surprised he left me alone this long so close to delivery. He wouldn't be... Cassandra stop that. Your husband has done nothing to give you pause with respect to his faithfulness. Stop imagining things.
The phone, I wonder who it could be. Strange, it was the realtor, she said to tell Don the deal has closed and the deed is ready for him to pick up? What is that all about, oh there goes the phone again. The advertising agency, welcoming Don to the firm? Well at least that one explains where he is, he has gotten himself a job. Here I was getting worried over nothing, my husband is merely out fulfilling his role as provider. I wonder what the story is about the deed though. Ooof, time for a nap...
I found myself dreaming of multiple babies and awoke to find my husband home and out lifting weights on the deck. I rose and went to great him, giving him the messages from the calls he received while he was out. He explained that yes he did take a job, and something more. He had intended to surprise me but with the cat out of the bag he went into how he had purchased a lot on which our family homestead will soon stand. If it were not for my delicate condition, I would have leapt in his arms at that, as it was, I gently kissed him.
He went on to share the discussions he had had with the architect and builders, and how he expected that the foundation should be in place by the end of the week. I closed my eyes, put my fear at leaving the main city center aside and envisioned what our new property in Pleasant Valley South would look like soon.
With that, and my fears of earlier in the day seeming silly to me now, I went to bed with my husband gently cradling me in his arms to ease my discomfort. As dawn started to peek around the corners of the sky, I woke with a start as an unbelievable pain ripped through my body and left me a quivering, simpering fool. Rising from our marriage bed, with no thought at all to the bastard who put me in this condition's sound slumber, I started to scream. I wailed for what seemed hours, oblivious to that bastards' pacing and fretting around me. And then, peace descended as I looked up and smiled at my beloveds worried look.
It was with a certain amount of pride at having guessed right, that I gave birth to Frank Lothario. As I settled down to look at my child...
...the pain returned in force. I handed Frank to his father and soon found myself cuddling my daughter, Evelynne. I wondered as I cooed down at her if she was going to spend the rest of her life surprising me.
After we settled the children into their cribs my husband gave me a kiss that left no doubt how pleased he was with his unexpected dual fatherhood and then said that if he hurried he had just enough time to stop at the lot and hurry the builders along before he headed to work. As he walked out the door I picked up the phone to inform my parents of their new status as grandparents. My mother said while she does not relish the title, she was very pleased to see her firstborn fulfilled as a woman. As we talked about baby clothes, the house my husband and I are building and so on, I had to stop for a second and answer the door. My father could not wait evidently and had come over to meet his grandchildren. First, he said hello to Frank,
Then little Evelynne stole his heart (men are such softies for baby girls...)
I was just saying goodbye to my mother when he came downstairs from his quality time with my offspring. He started by giving me a hug and then telling me how proud he was of me.
Then my father surprised me as he went into details about the trust fund he was setting up for each of them, and... how he would do the same for any other additions to his legacy I chose to provide for him. Humbled I thanked him, and then kissed him goodbye as he said he had to get back to my mother to tend to her in her delicate condition.
