Life after a War
Chapter 10: Showing
I wake up to Oliver jump on the bed asking for breakfast. Tobias groans and gets out of bed, picking Oliver up and taking him to the kitchen. I climb out of bed and go to get ready for work. I take some clothes into the en-suite with me and strip.
I'm about to climb into the shower when I notice the small curve of my stomach. I'm showing. I'm finally showing. I smile and rub my hand on the small bump before hopping into the shower and washing.
I am now ten weeks pregnant, it's been six weeks since we found out I'm pregnant and our first appointment. The baby's fine still. Perfect actually.
When I'm done in the shower and I dry myself, moisturise, dry my hair, and get dressed into my black pencil skirt and dark grey blouse that has gems around the collar. I tie my hair into a high ponytail and do some light make-up (just some foundation, eyeliner and mascara). I spray on some perfume and go to the kitchen where Tobias is making waffles as Oliver sits at the table colouring something in his colouring book.
I plant a kiss on Tobias' and Oliver's cheeks before sitting at the table, next to my little boy. As we eat breakfast we talk about what Oliver is doing at nursery today and some other things. Then Tobias gets ready whilst I get Oliver ready.
Then we go.
We drop Oliver off at nursery and go to our car since we have a meeting today.
As soon as we get into the car I grab Tobias' hand and place it on my bump. He's shocked for a second but then he smiles so brightly that I'm surprised his face doesn't break.
"You're showing!" He whispers.
"Yeah."
He kisses me happily, and I kiss back, well until we need to pull back for air anyway.
"We should probably get going."
"Yup."
He drives us to the meeting, we go in, say hello, discuss whatever we need to discuss for two hours and then we go back home. As soon as we arrive back at the apartment I get changed into something more comfortable, namely some black leggings and one of Tobias' old, grey jumpers. I also rub my make-up off.
When I go to the kitchen to grab a drink I find Tobias in there, making us some lunch.
"Smells good. What are you making?"
"Some pasta with a tomato and herb sauce because I know that my beautiful, pregnant wife is craving anything with tomatoes right now."
"You are the best, most handsome husband ever."
"Thank you. You are the best, most beautiful wife ever as well. Now go and get some rest, I'll call you in when dinner is ready."
"Okay." I walk into the living room and plop onto the sofa, resting my hands on my belly. "Your daddy is the most amazing man in the world." I whisper to the baby.
"Thanks." His voice says from right behind me.
I jump, squealing slightly, and look at him, angry.
"You scared the shit out of me." He starts laughing and I glare at him. "You're certainly not the most amazing man in the world now. In fact, I kinda hate you."
"Come on, you could never hate me." Then he notices the fake seriousness on my face. "I'm sorry, Tris. I just wanted to have some fun. Please forgive me. I'll do anything. I'm sorry. I love you." That's when I start laughing. "What?"
"Of course I couldn't hate you Tobias. I love you, you big, goofy, idiot. But you did really scare the shit out of me."
"Sorry."
"It's okay. Is dinner done? I'm really hungry."
"Yeah, it's done."
I stand and follow him into the kitchen. We sit at the breakfast table and eat together. God, it tastes so good.
"Thank you."
"What?"
"You thought out loud. You said it tastes good so I said thank you."
"Well, it does taste good. Thank you."
"You're very welcome."
When I'm done I really want some more.
"Are there any leftovers? Because I really want some more."
"Yeah, let me just grab you some."
He takes my bowl and fills it up with some more pasta and sauce before placing it back in front of me. I dig in greedily, making him laugh.
"What? I'm pregnant, I'm hungry and I'm craving tomatoes."
"I know, it's just funny watching you eat like that. Especially when you're getting it all around your mouth." He starts laughing again and I glare at him, which makes him stop laughing. "Sorry."
"It's okay. But if you laugh at me one more time I'm out of here, and I'll take Oliver with me."
Now he looks scared, terrified even. And this makes me start laughing. I think he realises that I'm not serious now, but he still looks slightly scared.
"God, Tobias, I would never leave you, or take Oli away from you. I'm in love with you. Also, I don't think I could cope with raising two kids on my own." He breathes a sigh of relief.
"Don't ever say something like that again."
"Okay. But seriously, stop laughing at me, because one day my hormones might just get very mad at you and actually make me walk out of here for a bit."
"Okay. I won't laugh at you again."
"Don't scare me again either because the same thing might happen."
"I won't scare you again either. I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Tobias. I love you."
"I love you, too."
After lunch we go to the living room, snuggle up on the couch and watch a movie before we have to pick Oliver up from nursery. And when we're back home again we watch more movies, before Tobias makes us dinner, which includes some roasted tomatoes, thank god, and we eat, talking about whatever, before bathing Oli and putting him to bed.
Tobias and I snuggle up on the sofa again, our hands resting on my little baby bump as we watch another film and fall asleep right where we are.
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