Month 1

The procedure had only took around half an hour, it was Santana's first time, Brittany had been the carrier for the past two attempts but it never worked so they finally decided to give Santana the chance.

"How are you feeling?" they walked out of the hospital towards the car, Brittany snaked her arm around her wife's neck and placed a gentle kiss on her cheek.

"To be honest… no different?" she wasn't sure whether that was normal or not considering it was her first try.

"That's normal" Brittany reassured, "however when we get home you're going straight to bed and I will be your personal servant for the next couple days" she giggled.

The car ride was long, and I mean LONG… Brittany drove way below the speeding limit, and made sure the route to their house didn't include speed bumps or sharp turns, "no offense but if your being like this now what are you going to be like if I actually get pregnant?" Santana was slowly getting more annoyed, "well complain all you want but I'm taking the necessary safety precautions!" she said with a smug smile, "NECESSARY!" Santana screeched at her overprotectiveness.

Brittany's slow driving was nothing compared to the next two weeks, she made sure Santana practically walked on feathers, and didn't lift anything that weighed more than a couple of ounces she even made her go on a specific (and very boring!) balanced diet, she didn't dare look at fast food or anything that was glazed in sugar, if anything Santana felt slightly guilty, was she meant to do this when Brittany had the procedure?

She woke up to an empty bed, sitting up she switched on the bedside lamp, Santana was nowhere to be seen, "Santana?" she called quietly, but no reply.

Then she heard it, it was meant to be a moment of disgust but Brittany found it pure pleasure, well obviously not for Santana's sake. She noticed the bathroom door closed over, she heard a gagging sound, she jumped out of bed and crept towards the bathroom peering her head though the crack of the door.

Santana was kneeling next to the toilet, she was holding her hair in one hand and the side of the toilet bowl with the other, "oh baby" she cooed, grabbing a hair band of the counter she scraped her hair into a messy bun and kneeled down next to her, she rubbed circles on her back as she continued to throw up the previous night's dinner.

"Why didn't you wake me?" after five long minutes Santana finally felt better enough to sit back on the floor, "I didn't want to worry you" they stared directly into each over eyes thinking the exact same thing, but all's they did was smile before Brittany let out a high pitched squeal "you know what this means!" she cried scooting towards her wife.

"Well nothings for definite so…" she was cautious, "NO… no I understand, but I really want to know?" Brittany gave one of her devious smiles before pulling herself up of the floor and running out of the room, Santana heard the shuffling of bags, then her running footsteps.

She ran back into the bathroom with a pregnancy test in hand, "pee on it!" she said to excited to make full sentences, she didn't argue with her, she just stumbled up of the floor and snatched the test out of her hand.

"How long do we wait?" now the nerves where really setting in, "three minutes!" Brittany replied not able to keep still, Santana was now sitting on the edge of their bed "so… at 03:38"

Brittany became impatient and started pacing around their room, "Britt you're making me nervous" she thought she was going to start hyperventilating, they heard the timer go off on Santana's phone, and Brittany placed herself on the left of Santana closest to the test.

"So" she picked up the test but didn't look, they looked at each over and let out a nervous giggle they leaned into each over and kissed, "whatever it says we'll be ok" Santana smiled hoping for the best.

"… It's positive" she said in complete disbelief she turned slightly to a gawping Santana, "it's positive?" she replied equally shocked, "it's positive!" Brittany choked out as tears rolled down her cheeks, they both jumped up and engulfed each over into a hug, before jumping up and down like teenage girls, "oh my god we're having a baby!" Santana screeched.

They hardly slept for the rest of the night and as soon as the sun had risen Brittany made sure she made Santana a doctor appointment for that very day as they both called in sick.

"Nice to have you back" Doctor Cree greeted as she walked into the room, a nurse had not long took some blood and made her pee in a cup, and she was currently sporting a hospital gown while lying on the tilted bed.

"So I have your test results… and you are in fact pregnant, so congratulations to both of you" they gripped hands even tighter sharing a smile, "so I'm going to do a vaginal sonogram, as it's very early it will give you a better picture" she assured gesturing for Santana to lift her legs up and pull the sheet over.

"It's so small…" Brittany said squinting at the grey blob on the screen, "it's not even half an inch big yet, I'd say your due date will be around May 17th" the doctor informed, "our little peanut" Brittany grinned at her dazed wife, "hey you ok?" she asked concerned "yeah, I'm fine, just… I can't believe that's inside of me" she laughed nervously, "so I'll print you some pictures and prescribe you some prenatal vitamins, I advise you to go easy for the first ten weeks at least because after that there will be less chance of miscarriage… any questions?"

"Umm I don't think- actually I do a lot standing up and running round during the day so…" Santana was a very successful lawyer and was well known, after high school she did music in college for a while but realised it wasn't really for her, but a different story for Brittany, she pursued her dancing dream by opening her own dance school which was very popular.

"You should be ok, just keep hydrated and eat three large meals as well as snacking throughout the day, also remember to sit down and take a brake every now and then and get at least ten hours of sleep every night" she felt better, reassured.

They picked up her prescription on the way home and decided to go catch up on their sleep as last night had slowly crept up on them.

"Do you feel ok?" Brittany questioned her wife, "I feel great Britt stop asking" she snuggled closer into her side leaning her head on her wife's chest, "I love you so much… and our little peanut" she said looking towards a dozing Santana, "I love you to babe… and you baby" she said patting her stomach.

"Urgh I feel rough" it had been nearly a week since their discovery and the morning (or should I say all day) sickness was coming thick and fast, "well I've looked on the internet and it says try ginger and saltines" Brittany skipped into the kitchen with her laptop in hand, "I would… if I could keep anything down!" she was obviously getting annoyed at the constant illness.

"Are you sure there's nothing I can do?" Santana was currently pushing her wife out the front door, "no I'll be fine, I'm going to call in sick and take a long nap, you just go to work" she wanted to sleep her day away and try to get rid of the constant sick feeling in the pit of her stomach, "I love you" she gave her wife a long loving kiss and waved as she drove away.

Being officially pregnant was an amazing feeling, but it also had already brought some difficulty, some women supposedly don't get sick at all throughout the whole pregnancy, but some (Santana!) got it from the very beginning, the only thing that was running through her mind at this moment in time was 'how am I going to cope with just over another eight months of this?'.

"Santana… Sanny…" she could feel some one gently shaking her arm, "what time is it?" she said rubbing her eyes sleepily, "three thirty" she shot up in bed, "oh my god I've slept all day!" Brittany laughed under her breath, "its ok babe, your pregnant you need your sleep. Anyway do you feel any better?" she slipped her shoes off and wriggled under the covers towards her wife, "err… yeah much" she felt relieved to be finally able to open her mouth with words coming out instead of vomit.

"Feel like anything in particular?" Brittany was spooning Santana while they discussed their dinner options, "don't ask me that we'll be here forever" she laughed, "ok well… spaghetti?" "No" "grilled chicken?" "No" "burgers?" "Umm nooo" "Mexican?" "Oh my god something actually sounds appetizing" she smiled.

"Good morning" Santana sang as Brittany came into the kitchen, "good morning" she kissed her on the corner of her mouth and opened the fridge to look for the jug of apple juice, "I'm making breakfast, hope you feel like waffles" she said too busy concentrating on not burning the food, "wait a minute… you're not puking?" Brittany spun around on her heals glass in one hand jug in the other.

"Lollipops"

"Lollipops?"

"Yeah, I remember Quinn saying something about them when she was pregnant with Beth, so that explains the dozen empty lollipop sticks on the counter" she giggled watching Brittany's reaction.

"What shall we do today then?" Brittany slipped herself into one of the dining room chairs, opposite her wife who was scoffing her breakfast.

"I'm not sure, we could have a lazy weekend hang around the house, go for a walk…" She mumbled in between bites, "You'd think you had never eaten?" Brittany laughed, "I feel like I've never eaten, considering I've hardly kept anything down all week, I'm going to make most of the time that I can" she replied with a smile.

As soon as they settled in front of the TV for old episode re-runs, they heard a knock at the door, hey I wasn't expecting you guys" Brittany gestured for the couple to walk in, were Santana sat still in her pyjamas wrapped in a blanket on the couch, Quinn slumped into the couch next to her friend while puck sat on the one opposite.

"You sick?"

"No. Why?"

"Not usually the type to sit in her pyjamas all day"

She could tell Quinn was suspicious, they knew they'd wanted a baby for a long time and that Quinn had awesome baby-dar considering she knew when Tina and her assistant Juliet were pregnant before they even told. "No we've just had a busy week and thought we'd sit in and relax" Quinn just nodded slightly before turning her attention to Brittany; they were safe… for now.

"I think we should celebrate" Brittany suggested, Santana lifted her head from her magazine, "what?" she asked stunned, "tomorrow at… six thirty your officially one month pregnant" Santana awed at Brittany, she found it adorable how she always remembered the little things, "I think that's a good idea, we could go to a restraunt" she tried to sound enthusiastic, "sounds great" she replied with a simple smile.

"I feel so full…" Brittany moaned getting into the driver's seat of their car, "does it compare to the giant bowl of pasta, three scoops of ice cream and foetus I have inside me?" she said sarcastically causing them burst to burst into a fit of laughter.

They had an amazing night at the restraunt; but they didn't want it to stop there…

"God I love you" Brittany was passionately kissing her wife, but just got frequent moans of pleasure in return, they hadn't even made it to the bed before Santana's mental undressing of her became real, she had her back against the wall and her legs wrapped around the blonde who picked her up slightly and stumbled onto their four post king size bed.

Brittany leant back slightly revealing her half naked body, "will I hurt the baby?" she was expecting her to ask this question, "no Britt the doctor said sex was fine" she said quickly pulling her wife back on top of her body, "are you sure?" Brittany repeated distracted, "babe please! it's fine, I'll tell you if I don't feel comfortable" soon enough they went back to their full on make out/ sex session which lasted most of the night.

"Morning" Brittany cheerfully greeted planting a kiss on her wife's lips as she entered the kitchen, "morning… I'm starving" she patted her rumbling stomach as she sat at the dining table, "I made you a fruit salad with granola and yoghurt" she placed the bowl in front of her and watched as she shovelled it into her mouth, "so I was thinking today we could… San?" halfway through her sentence Santana Jumped up from her chair and practically sprinted down the hall.

Brittany's suspicions where confirmed when she heard the sound of retching from the bathroom, she knew Santana hated when she saw her get sick so she just stood outside the bathroom, "add it to the list" Santana mumbled in between coughs, the 'list' was the things that they found made Santana throw up, most of them were dairy, like cream and cheese, and there were onions, any type of fish and other bits, guess she was adding yoghurt to the piece of paper stuck to the fridge.

She spent at least ten minutes in the bathroom before making her way back to the kitchen, were to her delight she noticed Brittany carrying a large tub of lollipops, "I bought these for you a couple of days ago, I figured you may need them over the next few months" she giggled slightly trying to humour the situation, "oh Britt I love you" she took the tub in one arm and wrapped the other round her wife, she always knew how to make her feel better.

NOTICE –

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