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10 Weeks - Only the Beginning

Henry noticed that Eddie had been moving the food around on her plate, picking at the mashed potatoes and vegetables but leaving the roast beef off to the side, practically untouched. "You don't care for the roast today, Eddie?" he inquired.

Eddie looked up at Henry. "What's that?" she asked distractedly.

"You've hardly touched your beef," Henry pointed out and took a bite out of his buttered roll.

Eddie glared at the rare slices of beef on her plate. Her mouth watered, but not for the reasons one would hope before a big family meal. "Oh, ah, not really hungry," she answered.

"Seriously?" Danny asked dubiously.

Jamie was caught off guard by his brother's response and tone and was unable to hold back the snort that erupted from his mouth. He immediately brought his napkin up to his mouth to cover a fake cough when he felt Eddie's eyes burning holes into the side of his head.

Eddie's narrowed eyes went from her husband to her brother-in-law.

Danny twirled the loaded fork in his hand in the air as he explained himself. "Just thought that, you know, you'd be an even more enthusiastic eater now that you're pregnant," he explained before stuffing his mouth with another slice of beef.

Erin placed her wine glass down and glanced at her older brother. "Kinda like you are all of the time, Danny?" she snarked.

"You'd think that, wouldn't you?" Eddie responded sadly.

"Not the case?" Henry asked in return.

"No offense, but just the sight of meat kind of grosses me out now and the smell..." Eddie admitted and pushed her plate away. She didn't think she could tolerate any more of it and was quite close to having to excuse herself from the dinner table.

Linda leaned against the table and glanced at her younger sister-in-law. "Oh, the smells...I don't miss those," she remembered.

"What do you mean?" Nicky asked and looked at her aunts.

"I mean that the NYPD should put my newly heightened sense of smell to some good use and give one of the K-9s a break," Eddie half-joked. "I nearly lost it with the transient I collared on Friday."

"Well who wouldn't?" Henry asked.

"He was a block away," Eddie added.

"Oh," Henry said.

Frank smiled at his end of the table.

Erin knew exactly what she was referring to as well. "What she means is that you become very sensitive to smells when you're pregnant - good or bad," she explained. "And they have a tendency to turn your stomach and make you sick," she added.

Frank wiped his mouth and thought back to Mary's pregnancies. "You know, when your mom was pregnant with all of you kids, I was banned from wearing any cologne in this house," he shared.

Danny peered at his father over his glass. "Sure it was the pregnancies and not her way of trying to tell you something else, Dad?" he joked.

Frank smirked back at his son and continued eating his dinner.

Henry furrowed his brow in concentration. "Can't say I remember that being an issue with Betty," he commented.

"I couldn't ride the subway," Erin paused to shiver at the memories, "or an elevator without gagging. All those bodies cramped tight..." she said.

"I couldn't put gas in my car with Jack and forget about getting near fried food with Sean," Linda shared.

"Yeah, I wasn't allowed to eat a french fry for nine months or Linda would sniff it on me and lock me out of the house," Danny complained as he stuffed some more food into his mouth.

Linda rolled her eyes. "You'd think in a city like New York he'd be able to find something to eat that wasn't deep fried," she commented.

Eddie grimaced and her stomach flipped at the way her brother-in-law continued to attack his meal. She was going to have to reconsider seating arrangements from now on and sit across from Erin or Nicky with Danny at the far end of the table, and preferably on the same side she was sitting on.

Jamie noticed her discomfort. He leaned back in his chair and reached over to put an arm around Eddie's shoulders. All kidding aside, he knew she'd been feeling pretty lousy and he wished there was something he could do to help. On top of the morning sickness, she was constantly fatigued these days. He didn't know how he'd handle feeling that way everyday.

"That's a long time not to eat a french fry," Sean comiserated with a mouthful of food.

"Oh, don't get me started on that. I thought you were supposed to enjoy food when you're pregnant? I can barely stand the sight of it now," Eddie lamented. "It almost all turns my stomach," she bemoaned.

Erin shot her a sympathaetic look. "Unfortunately, that's not until the second trimester," she clarified.

"Yeah. It's been a while since Eddie's enjoyed a regular meal," Jamie said as he moved the food around on his own plate. "She's practically a vegeterian now." He thought about that for a moment and had to hold back a smirk at the irony of that.

Eddie crossed her arms in front of her. "Figures it would be your spawn that would turn me off of good food," she groaned.

Jamie hid a smile with another forkful of food.

"Look at the bright side, you got less than a month to go and then hopefully it'll ease up," Frank said, trying to help his daughter-in-law think positive but realized a month of nausea still sounded pretty bad.

"That sounds like a lifetime," Eddie said dejectedly. "The morning sickness is driving me crazy," she complained as she rubbed her churning stomach.

"Does that really mean you're sick in the morning?" Jack asked.

"That's the general term for it, honey, but you can be sick anytime of day," Linda explained. She passed the bread basket over to Eddie hoping that maybe the bread would help soak up some of the stomach acids. She hoped that Eddie wouldn't be one of those woman with the perpetual morning sickness throughout the whole pregnancy.

Jack pierced a green bean on his plate. "That makes no sense," he responded.

"None of it does," Eddie said as she took a bite out of a dinner roll both envying and disgusted by the enthusiasm with which the Reagans were attacking their dinners.