Originally posted to the MMEPAC group
Patrick placed his hands on his wife's shoulders and squeezed gently. Sighing she leant back against him.
'Darling?'
'Its silly. Carole was here less than a day but I'm going to miss her so much.' She whispered, her voice catching
'Soon we'll have our own baby and you'll never have to let him or her go. You're going to be such a terrific mother. You already are to Timothy but our baby is going to be so lucky.' He grinned dropping kisses onto the crown of her head and down her neck. She spun around and wrapped her arms around his waist.
'I can't wait Patrick. There's nothing I want more than to have your child. I dreamt for so many months in the Sanatorium of being your wife and mother to your children. And I've managed to be blessed with being your wife and a stepmother to Timothy. I love Timothy as my own, you know that, but I want a child that is ours. I don't want to have to feel like an amendment to Timothy's parents. That's not reproach at all. I am so grateful to Marie for all she did for you two.' Shelagh admitted into his
'Shelagh why didn't you tell me you felt like that? You are absolutely Timothy's parent. You're no amendment. He adores you. So do I.'
'I know. And I love you both so much.' She leant up on her tip toes to kiss him sweetly.
'Tim's at school, I have the day off work. We could always make a start on that baby right now Mrs Turner.' He grinned sliding his hands down her waist.
'Its 10am!'
'I don't understand your point.' He gently squeezed her bottom as he nibbled gently on that one spot on her neck she couldn't resist. Pulling back she looked in straight in the eye, her own now darkened to their privately familiar shade.
'Don't have one. Let's make a baby doctor Turner.'