Izzie wanted to come up with a creative way to announce her pregnancy, but when she found out that the IVF had finally worked she was just too excited to wait to share the happy news.
"So everybody knows, huh?" Alex asked when he came home that night to find her decorating their living room for Christmas.
She laughed. "Did they call you?"
"First my mom, then Carrie, then Tony," he smiled. "And Bailey, George, Webber, and Hunt all congratulated me before I went home today."
She smiled. "We're actually having a baby!" she beamed, giving him a kiss. "In thirty-eight weeks or so, we'll have a child, Alex! An actual, perfect, amazing baby."
He smiled. "I know," he said, wrapping his arms around his wife's waist. "You're gonna be a mommy. And I'm gonna be a daddy."
"That's the point, Babe."
"I know," he said. "But it sorta seemed like it wasn't going to happen."
"You kept saying it would. One way or another, remember?"
"It's just what you say," he said. "You don't tell your infertile wife that you doubt she'll ever pop out a kid."
"Well, thank you for lying to me, I guess," she said with a little chuckle. "Because it worked!"
"Yep."
Oreo came over to them, wagging his tail. He was happy to see Alex home. "What do you think of the baby, Oreo?"
"You're gonna love it, huh?" Alex asked, reaching down to pet the pup. "You love Tuck, and Sofia,and Felicity, right?"
He barked. "Is that a yes?" Izzie laughed.
"That's a 'whatever, can I have my dinner now?'" Alex answered.
"Let's go put something yummy in that bowl," Izzie said, heading toward the kitchen.
Alex looked around the living room. Izzie had always gone all out when it came to decorating for Christmas, but this year there seemed to be even more decorations.
"Babe…?" he asked.
"Yeah?" she called out as she gave Oreo his food.
"Did you go get more decorations?" he asked as he joined her in the kitchen.
"Kind of," she nodded. "I was buying wool so that I could make Baby a pair of booties, and while I was at the store, I saw a few more ornaments and a Santa shaped candy dish."
He smiled. The amount of Christmas cheer in his living room was usually way too much for Alex Karev, but not this year. This year there was so much to celebrate. This Christmas would be a great one, and the Christmas after that – their baby's first – would be absolutely perfect.
"Time is going to go by really slow, isn't it?" Alex asked.
"When I was pregnant with Hannah, it felt like everything was moving way too fast. But I think that's because I was wishing so badly that it would crawl so that I could just…keep her. Not keep her, keep her, but just have more time with her."
"Right."
"But I have a feeling that this time it won't feel like it's going by so fast," Izzie agreed. "It's the whole watched pot thing. Thirty-eight weeks'll feel like thirty-eight years."
"Yep."
"We'll keep busy," she said. "That's one thing surgeons don't have a problem doing."
"Very true."
"Thank God."
"Yep."
Callie, Arizona, and Sofia were keeping busy as well. However, their reasoning wasn't quite as happy. Unlike Izzie and Alex, they got some disappointing news that month. They were not having a baby just yet. They knew that it was normal for IVF not to work every time, so they were trying not to harp on it much. They would enjoy Christmas with Sofia and hope to have better luck come the new year.
"Sofia Robbin Sloan…" Callie called, trying to get her little girl to come into her and Arizona's room.
"Go see my Sata," she asked, coming into the room.
"We are going to go see your Santa," she nodded. "As soon as Mommy comes home."
"And Daddy?" she asked.
"Nope," Callie said. "Daddy and Addie had to work. So they're gonna bring you and Licy to see Santa this next week."
"Yep?"
"That's what Daddy said," she answered. "You get to see Santa twice!"
"Sata wuv Fia."
"He loves you?" she asked.
"Get peasants."
"You do get presents from him," she said. "So he must love you, right?"
"Fia wub him lot."
"Oh, you're such a sweet girl."
The ride to the mall felt pretty long. Sofia was so excited to see her buddy Santa that she kept telling mommy to hurry up. There was only so many times that hearing that was cute. After awhile, they really wished she would stop saying it, because they knew she knew it was not nice to demand such a thing.
"We're here, Sofia!" Arizona said, taking a picture as they stood in the line.
"My Sata!" she pointed, trying to get ahead in line.
"We need to wait," Callie said, taking a Santa hat out of her bag to distract her daughter some. "Okay?"
"Otay,"she nodded.
"Thanks, big girl!"
To no one's surprise, Sofia loved sitting on Santa's lap. She got her picture taken with him and then chatted his ear off. Luckily the line wasn't too long at that point, so she could.
"Sata…?"
"Yes?" he asked.
"Fia wub you," she told him.
"You love me?" he asked. "You're such a nice girl!"
"Give Fia peasants," she said.
"Please," Arizona added, with a chuckle.
"Pease."
"It's nice to be polite, huh?" Santa told her. "I like to spoil polite girls."
"Oh!" Callie said. "Santa's gonna bring you good stuff if you're polite."
"Sata…?" Sofia smiled.
"Yes?"
"Fia be back," she said.
"Sofia's coming back with her sister Felicity," Arizona explained.
"I get to see you twice this year?" he asked. "Oh, Santa's so happy! And tell Felicity I can't wait to see her."
Sofia gasped. "He wike Licy!" she told her moms.
"Of course I do! I'm Santa!" he said.
"How was Santa?" Mark asked when he stopped by to see Sofia for a few minutes before her bedtime.
"He wike Fia," she said. "Licy too!"
"He likes you and Licy?" he asked. "Well, yeah!"
"Sofia told Santa she's coming back with Licy," Arizona said. "Huh?"
"Yep."
"Felicity's gonna be so excited," Mark said. "Or she'll scream her little head off. Either one."
"No," Sofia answered.
"She won't?" Callie asked.
"Sata no mean."
"Santa's not mean?" she asked. "Nope!"
"He nice."
"He is," Mark nodded.
"What does he say, Sof?" Arizona asked.
"Ho, ho,ho!" she yelled.
"And…?"
"A Cismas."
"I think that's Merry Christmas?" Callie asked.
"Yeah!" she said.
"Right," she nodded. "Are you excited for Christmas?"
"Yeah!" she giggled.
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