"Shh.. It's okay petal," Alan said stroking my hair and occasionally kissing my forehead. Life was so cruel, here I was a happily married women and yet I can't have children. But fuzzy got pregnant a after a one night stand with Russell? Don't get me wrong I love her but still...
2 months later
Babies were everywhere and it was making me extremely broody, not that Alan minded the sex was amazing. Even though we had only just came back from our honeymoon we had to take another trip. Alan's sister was sick so we went to visit her on land. She owned a beautiful wooden house in a town right on the back of the woods. It was gorgeous and had three bedroom and two bathrooms. Perfect for a growing family. His sister, Ellen, had a husband and a little boy called Sam who was 3.
We'd been there for two weeks and I was more or less a full time free babysitter, I have such a talent with kids. I looked after Sam and helped round the house whilst Alan cared for his sister ensuring she would recover. Lucky she was at a rapid pace.
But one night everything was different...
"We need to talk," Ellen said to me and Alam after I'd just put Sam yo bed. Alan looked blankly at me and we followed them to the sitting room.
"What's up?" I asked taking a seat.
They explained to us how they was looking to move house for Stans job but no one in the area was buying. So they offered us the house... For a cheap price.
"Obviously we need time to think..." I started.
"Yes!" Alan cried.
Shit, we just got our first house. It was so exciting, but too much. Far, far too much. Rather hot as well...
"PEARL"...
I don't really know what happened I just passed out for a few hours. I threw up more or less straight after and got sent to bed. Alan was worried I'd caught Ellen's illness. A few days after I was fine, I had really bad migraines which make me physically sick but I got over it. It was just the humidity and excitement of the place.
"Hey cutie," Alan said walking in and kissing my head. I chuckled and snuggled into him.
"Better?" He asked and I nodded.
"Oh good," he said before crawling ontop of me. God no sex for a week, lucky the others were out...
1 month later
The rika had come to visit and we had to explain the news we would no longer be living with them. But arrangements were made which meant they come stay every few weeks after we moved in. The process of moving in was simple as we had no furniture so everything was brought and we had loads of money saved especially since we had such a cheap wedding!
"And, that's it!" I cried putting a cushion down. We'd done it.
"Come here beautiful!" Alan said scooping me and carrying me up stairs...
"Oh god..."
"Fuck, Alan"
"Shit I'm..."
"I'm so sorry," I weeped. He'd took me upstairs and lay me on the bed. Just as he was about to crawl onto me I threw up in my hands. It was vile. Our first night alone and I was sick! I ran to the bathroom and rely like my insides were coming up.
Alan had phoned the doctor and he came rushing over. He took some tests and sat me on the bed with Alan, a stern look on his face.
"I don't know what to say," the doctor said.
I looked at Alan and grabbed his hand...
"It's a miracle, your 7 weeks pregnant,"
Holy. Mother. Fucking. God.
We celebrated for ages. Although we had to put on a act since we didn't want to tell anyone until we knew everything was okay. So at 20 weeks we announced it to the world. Literally Alan told everyone we knew and word travels fast.
"Alan it hurts," I panted and held his hand. It's hard to believe this time a year ago I was delivering Fuzzys baby, now it's my time.
"Come on pearl," he said kissing my head. I knew he was scared since his mom died in childbirth...
I cried and cried. I refused to have any medication, I was too scared but fuck it hurts.
"She's perfect, little Tink," I said kissing the newly born baby.
Our little miracle was finally with us.