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CHAPTER 2
I put the two remaining grocery bags jammed packed with packages of diapers from the cart into the car. "Hanna what are you doing?" Spencer reprimands from her position in the backseat where she is loading the rest of the bags. "I told you I would get those too." I roll my eyes even though I know Spencer can't see me. I am tired of everyone treating me like I am fragile, and incapable of doing things on my own and for myself just because I am pregnant. "I am perfectly capable of putting plastic bags into the car." I reply to Spencer, unable to keep the irritation out of my voice.
"You can't blame me for not wanting anything to happen to my niece" Spencer defended. "Sorry it's just Caleb will hardly let me do anything for the past few weeks." I apologize squeezing myself into the passenger seat of Spencer's car, my enlarged bowling bowl of a stomach; makes Spencer's car seem, like a clown car. "You know during pregnancy fathers tend to adapt their own mood swings." Spencer explains, turning the key in the ignition and driving out of the parking lot.
"Like Caleb won't even let me carry a plate from the kitchen counter to the couch into the living room. He says I could drop the plate shattering it, and I don't know trip on one of the shards causing me to fall or something." I laugh at what a funny picture the words coming out of my mouth must paint. "That's cute. You should let him be this crazy over protective version of himself. You can't really blame him either after all the events that plagued the last seven years of our lives, he just wants to make sure that you and the baby are, and continue to be safe." Spencer turns down my street and into my driveway.
"Thank you, Spence, for bestowing your words of sound logic on me, once again." I unbuckle my seatbelt, as the car comes to a rolling stop. "it's what I'm here for Han" Spencer smiles. "So, when are we going to see this crazy over protective version of Toby emerge?" I inquire with a smirk prying into Spencer's love life. Spencer's smile sparkling up to her eyes, like stars dotting the night sky; gave nothing away to the answers I seek about when the others and I will need to plan a baby shower. "Wait no never mind before a baby shower we need to worry about an engagement party, a bachelorette party, and a wedding." I muse getting out of the car with a not so flattering grunt. "Before you start planning out my future why don't you focus on the fact you could have your baby girl any day now" Spencer laughs.
"Hey, speaking of your future husband aka the future father of your future children, what is his truck doing in my driveway?" I question noticing his sandy pickup parked directly in front of us. "Oh, I don't know." Spencer clearly lies her smile only grows, as we walk up the driveway of the house Caleb and I purchased three months ago.
"We're home." I call out, my voice bouncing off the still mostly bare walls. "We are in the nursery" Caleb's voice calls back. "We who?" I ask zigzagging through the maze of boxes some halfway unpacked, some empty, and others completely unopened. Trying to prepare for a baby due in under two weeks has really derailed the unpacking process for us. I think to myself making my way to the threshold of the deep purple walled nursery. "Is it safe for me to come in?" implying about the fresh paint on the walls, "yeah it's dry and fume free."
Stepping into the room I notice Toby's slender figure hunched over a new piece of furniture I know hadn't been there, when I left this morning. "Doing coding for Lucas huh?" I raise my eyebrows at a grinning Caleb. "We wanted to surprise you" Spencer explains appearing in the room beside me, as Toby backs away revealing the hidden mysterious object.
A beautiful wooden crib stained a rich chestnut brown is pushed against one of the walls. I walk over to take a closer look at it. There is a gloss over the dark wood creating a clear shine on the wood. Tight elegant swirls are carved into the bars of the crib. As my eyes travel up though I see the most beautiful part of the whole thing. At the top of the headboard the initials EMR are engraved into the wood. "Did you make this?" I look at Toby tears of appreciation in my eyes, blurring my vision slightly.
"Yeah he did. Consider it a house warming gift" Spencer answers for him, before his has the chance. "Thank you, guys. I love you both" full on tears are falling freely down my face now. "I left extra room on the headboard in case more initials need to be added in the future" Toby smiles, as I let go of him.
After Spencer and Toby leave Caleb and I spend the rest of the day putting the finishing touches on the nursery. Caleb finally had a place to put the mattress with purple duckies printed on it, that his mom sent us a few days ago, instead of its resting place propped against the wall. The doorbell rings, as I am stacking onesies into the brown dresser that my mom bought us, which almost matches the crib perfectly. "I'll get it, it's probably Emily she is dropping off some of the girls' old baby clothes. I make my way out of the room and down the hall when I feel the first contraction. "Um Caleb change of plans. I don't think Emberlyn wants to wait two more weeks. I think she is ready to be born tonight!" I yell for him.
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