Baby I'm Amazed

Chapter 10: Nothing's gonna change my world…

(Note: These characters are not mine. Please do not sue me!)

Drake finished out his tour and Cosette went back to work to tie up some loose ends. As soon as they returned back to L.A. the couple dove headfirst into planning for their new bundle of joy. Mindy was a regular guest at the Parker house as she helped Cosette prepare for motherhood.

"Why isn't your husband here helping us baby proof this place?"
"He claimed he couldn't take all the estrogen."

"Wimp."
"I know."

"Or it could be me."

"I thought over the years he warmed up to you."

"He's gotten better but he still doesn't fully like me."

"Why not?"

"I undermine his intelligence."

"Gotcha."

"I gotta start doing this in my house."

"You're pregnant again?"

"Yep."

"Congrats!"

"Thanks."

"Three kids. You guys are breeding like rabbits."

"Shut up."

"Hi, babe. How did the session go?"

"Ok. We got some good songs out of it. Nothing worth releasing but we can still put the tracks on the album."

"Working on another c.d.?"

"No, this is for another artist. He opened for me on my last tour. He liked my sound so I said I'd collaborate with him on his next disc."

"Do I know him?"

"Probably not. He's an indie artist."
"Indie artists tour with mainstream artists?"

"He did for me."

"Maybe because you're so special."

"Enough, Mindy."

"I gotta get home to Josh and the kids. You guys can finish this yourself, right?"

"No, we need your expert guidance."

"He means yes. See you around, Mindy."

"Bye guys."

"How are you feeling today?"

"Better. Mornings are getting easier."

"That's good. How's my little one?"

"The baby's doing fine."

"When's the next appointment?"

"Three weeks from tomorrow."

"I won't miss it this time."

"You better not."

"What'll you do if I miss it?"

"I'll think of some form of punishment."

"You won't tell me what you're planning?"

"Just don't miss it and you won't have to find out."

"A threat. Ouch."

"Stop it. I'll put it on your Blackberry later. Now go wash up. Dinner will be ready soon."

"Yes, Mom."

"Sweetheart, I'm hormonal. Don't push it."

"I'll be right back."
"I thought so."

"Love you."
"Get done please."

"Sorry."

The following months passed by without complications. Drake attended every doctor's appointment and every Lamaze lesson. With three months left to go Drake and Cosette were presented with the news that they would be having a girl. This presented the couple with a problem: They needed to come up with a name.

"Marissa?"

"No. How about a French name like Abrielle or Caresa?"

"No."

"I'd appreciate it if my culture was represented."

"Maybe for the middle name."

"Fine."

"Ooh."

"What?"

"What about we name here after one of the Beatles?"

"But they were all guys."

"We could use their last names. The ones that really wouldn't work are Harrison because it's too masculine and Starr well that makes me think of Starr from the Lost Boys and she was annoying."

"So, if we go by your suggestion our only options are McCartney and Lennon, correct?"

"Yes."

"No."

"C'mon!"

"I'm sorry but I'm not naming my daughter McCartney."

"Why not?"

"Cause it's just too weird."

"Too weird? Some weird French name that no one but you has ever heard of isn't too weird but the last name of a rock legend is too bizarre?"

"Exactly."

"That's not fair."

"Look, it doesn't have to be a French name per say but these last names you wanna use were designed to be last names for a reason. They just don't work as first names."

"But can't you see it now? McCartney Parker. Sounds cool to me."

"Well, I don't agree."

"Frank Zappa named his kids Dweezil and Moon Unit. I'm not asking you to name our child something that weird."

"I understand where you're coming from but I'M NOT NAMING MY DAUGHTER MCCARTNEY!"

"Ok, fine. We have enough time to think of something else."

"Ow!"
"What's wrong? Is the baby okay?"

"Yeah, perfectly fine. I was just shocked. Give me your hand real quick."

"Why?"

"Just give me your hand."

"It moved."

"She's kicking."

"This is so cool."

"You win."

"What do you mean, I win?"

"We'll name her McCartney."
"You sure? Cause just about five seconds ago you were strongly against using that name."

"But that's when she started kicking. She seems to agree with you."

"That's my girl."

"McCartney it is."
"McCartney Belle Parker."

"A French middle name?"

"If you're giving into what I want then I'll give into you."
"You're sweet."

"I love you."

"I love you too."

"She stopped kicking. Is she okay?"

"She probably just fell asleep. Relax."

"You're right. I guess we can give Mindy and Josh back these books."

"Yeah. I think they'll need them more than us."
"They have so many kids they're running out of ideas."

"Stop it."

"It's funny!"
"No it's not. Now, go ready. I have to make dinner."

"Let me do it. You shouldn't be on your feet in your condition."

"Excuse me?"

"I think I'll just go wash up."

"I thought so."

They had a nursery set up. They had a name picked out. Now they just needed a baby to complete the picture.