Here is the next Jane x Carlos chapter! (Q: What is their couple name?)
I am sure you are well aware of this by now, but there will be talks of sexual activities. It feels kind of redundant to put this warning on these beginning chapters since it's the beginning of everyone's family. However, since someone did mention in the previous story that teens around twelve or thirteen could read these stories, I will keep posting the warning when needed. I will remind you that the rating of this story may change when the children get older.
Also, I'm sure you have probably figured out by now that these first chapters will be about Cameron and Harriet coming into the world. I have quite a few ideas for them, but hardly any for Nasira or Evangeline. I am hoping that changes as the story progresses.
Oh! And I already have a perfect idea on how I am going to end this story, though that is a long ways away.
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Enjoy.
We are going to take this story back a few hours before the big reveal of Uma and Harry's baby girl.
As you may have remembered, Jane and Carlos 'conveniently' bumped into the pregnant couple at the retail store. Uma pleaded with Carlos to let Jane keep them company, so they be bored out of their minds before the party. Of course, Carlos didn't mind one bit, so he kissed his wife on the cheek and left to pay for the items for the party.
That is where our story begins.
After waiting for Carlos to leave, Uma practically dragged Jane to the back of the store—just in case he forgot something—while Harry went to the register to pay for a certain feminine product and a few other things.
"Have you told Carlos anything yet?" Uma asked in a quiet whisper.
Jane shook her head adamantly. "I was nauseous during the car ride," she confessed. "He thinks I was only car sick because of something I ate this morning. He's not suspicious of anything since we rarely have sex. The last time we did was a couple weeks ago."
"Yet you think you conceived a couple months ago after your wedding," Uma clarified as she rubbed small circles on her baby bump, a habit she developed when she's talking to someone.
"It was the only time we didn't use protection," Jane explained. "I forgot to take the pill that morning because I woke up late and needed to get ready for the dinner reservation. When we got back, I was focused on telling my mother about the good news. We had the wedding that night, made love, and then I noticed the next morning that the pill count was off."
Uma nodded slowly, before wondering softly, "Have you talked to your mom recently?"
With a small sigh, Jane shook her head. "Not since our wedding day," she informed sadly. "If I am . . . you know, then I'll video call her tonight."
"She'll be happy for you," Uma promised before she rolled her eyes. "When I told my mother about my baby, Ursula was more excited about not having to pay her, or him, to work at the restaurant than being a grand-mother."
Jane giggled softly as Harry came walking toward them. "Here you go." He gifted her a small rectangular box from his store bag. "It should only take a couple minutes for the results."
"We are going to wait out in the car," Uma informed as her hubby wrapped an arm around her shoulder. "The instructions are pretty self-explanatory, but if you need help, don't hesitate to call or text."
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About ten minutes later, Jane walked out the store with the test hidden in her purse. Her expression was neutral as she entered the back seat of Harry and Uma's vehicle that they sometimes shared with Gil and Audrey.
"I know that trick," Uma scolded as she turned in her seat to look at Jane properly. "Audrey did the same thing when she got her results."
Jane's face broke out in a grin as she teased, "Then you already know I'm pregnant."
"I knew it!" Uma cheered happily. "Congrats, Jane. Do you know how you are going to tell Carlos?"
The grin turned into a frown as Jane slumped in her seat with a huff. "I have no idea . . ."
"I have one," Harry volunteered as he scrummaged around in his store bag. After a few seconds, he pulled out a small light gray box decorated with dark gray polka dots with a dark gray lid, a couple packages of pink and blue tissue paper, and a small blank card.
"I wanted to use this idea to tell my eldest sister we were expecting," Harry revealed as Uma ripped the price tag off everything. "Word got out around the Isle before I could. I think this is better fit for you and Carlos."
Jane graciously took the items and prepared the gift as Harry started to slowly drive to a nearby restaurant to eat after hearing the growls of now two pregnant women's stomachs. Jane tapped the blank card against the box in contemplation.
"What should I write?" Jane wondered. "Something long or something short?"
"Short. It needs to be adorable yet cheesy," Uma suggested with a shrug. "Maybe it could rhyme?"
And just like that, Jane thought of something that met the four requirements. Well . . . sort of. It was the thought that counted.
Placing the card inside the box, Jane smiled in satisfaction.
She was ready for her surprise.
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Once the three of them arrived at the gender reveal party, they mingled with their other friends for a few minutes until it was time for the activity. After nearly half an hour of popping balloons in the backyard, Uma and Harry discovered they were having a girl, naming their daughter 'Harriet' after Harry's eldest and favorite sister. Soon everyone migrated inside where they'd enjoy a piece of cake or two and then mingle some more before leaving the celebration.
However, before the cake could be cut, Jane decided to do her 'little' announcement.
With her heart pounding a thousand beats per minute, Jane gifted the box to her husband as a majority of their friends watched them curiously. Carlos cautiously removed the lid and opened the card that was inside. While he read the note, his expression morphed from inquisitive to absolute excitement. Checking inside the box, Carlos looked at his wife with a wide happy smile.
"You're serious?" Carlos interrogated rhetorically. "This isn't a prank?"
Jane shook her head gleefully. "No prank," she promised. "It's real."
"What does the card say?" Evie wondered.
With his smile somehow growing, Carlos recited, " 'Our family of you and me, will soon be a family of three.' "
In case some of them didn't understand, Jane announced gleefully, "I'm pregnant!"
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Later that night, after celebrating their pregnancy with their closest friends, Jane and Carlos returned home to their two bedroom apartment, where Jane was working up the courage to video-chat her mother.
"It will be fine," Carlos reassured his wife. "It is getting late, so if she doesn't answer, just leave a message. She'll call back, maybe tomorrow while we're clearing out the second room for the nursery."
With a reluctant sigh, Jane nodded, knowing her husband was essentially right. Setting up the video-call in the kitchen, Jane anxiously waited for her mother to answer. After nearly a minute, the ringing stopped with her not answering. Sighing again, Jane clicked the option to leave a video-message.
"Hi, Mom," she began uneasily. "I know it's been a couple months since we last talked and it didn't end very well. I hope you have forgiven me, even though I don't regret my decision of marrying my husband. I just wanted to let you know that you're going to be a grandma."
Jane smiled softly at the screen as she revealed for the third time that day, "I'm—we are pregnant. We don't know if we are having a boy or girl, but I'm sure our friends will host a gender reveal party for us. I'll keep you posted about the gender and my estimated due-date. Call me back? Please?"
Jane waited a moment before she ended the video message and closed the laptop to get rid of her frustrations. Carlos came up behind her and rubbed her soothingly. "Let's go to bed," he suggested calmly. "We're going to need all the rest we can get before our child arrives."
Nodding, she allowed her husband to lead her to their room. Although Jane hadn't said anything—
She already knew her mother wouldn't be involved in her eldest kid's childhood.
