Casual Observations
He watched her walking around as if nothing were different. He knew what was different he just was wondering if she was ever going to tell him. All the little changes she had made; her diet, her hair, the extra vitamins, and the biggest clue of all, her changing wardrobe. Nothing that would bring her a lot of attention; just bigger, baggier, not the flattering kind he remembered. He watched her change over the last six months. That is why he was curious as to why she hadn't said anything to him about it before. He was surprised, it was unexpected. It was the last thing he ever thought would happen. The last two weeks were the biggest changes; she avoided him, she only spoke to him when it was completely necessary. He had tried to talk with her. It was the one thing he could always count on; when things went wrong with her, she always came to him. Again he knew why she hadn't come to him; she didn't want him to be disappointed in her. His only disappointment was her avoidance.
He never thought in all his years that his career life of casual observation would spill over into his personal life. She seemed normal in most everything. She continued with her normal day and activities as usual. Every day he thought that would be the day she would come to him. Six months later she still hadn't told him. If he was calculating right she would be delivering any time; unless he was completely clueless as to when it occurred in the first place.
She was busy in the kitchen. Tonight was the night she was going to come clean with him. She knew he probably had a good idea but hearing it from her personally would make all the difference in the world. She knew months ago she should have come to him with all of this. She just couldn't face the disappointment she knew she would see in his eyes. He seemed to put her on a pedestal; she did with him as well. He was the most understanding man she knew. She knew he wouldn't understand this though. She was working on his favorite meal. She wasn't as good at this particular meal as he was but he had tried as much as he could to show her how to make it. At least she knew she got the dessert right. Cooking may not be her big forte but she was a great baker; could make any sweet treat from Arlington to Anaheim.
The first month she didn't even think anything about it. She had been so tired then. Her energy bottomed completely out for the next month. After all that she made sure she changed her diet, made sure she was taking her vitamins, she even managed to still do some minor work outs. She knew her body would change the farther things went along. She though the bigger clothes would help; she hadn't gained that much weight; not as much as she thought. Besides trying to keep it all silent she even managed to keep up with her schedule.
"It smells great in here. What is the special occasion? It looks like all of my favorite foods. Does that mean you are done not talking to me, Princess?"
"Daddy, I am pregnant."
Looking in her eyes and taking her in his arms Lee said, "I know, Jennie, I know."