Rosalie POV;
I watched my mom hold Harlee and really wanted to know what Emmett was talking to my dad about.
"I remember when you were just this tiny. God, it's so hard to believe my baby has a baby.", My mom said as she held my princess.
"Well, believe it. She's mine and Em's little princess. I honestly don't know where I'd be without her.", I smiled. "When she's asleep while we're awake, we have no clue what to do.".
"Babies tend to do that. She looks so much like him.", She said. "Have you thought about more?".
"I actually have. I just want to wait until Harlee is maybe 1st grade or 2nd grade. Emmett and I haven't really talked about it.".
I was honest with her. I did want more in the future. I wanted at least 2 kids, at the most 4. Emmett was perfect with Harlee.
My mom smiled. "You two better wait at least 2 years. It'll get tough with two babies.".
Harlee started crying. "She probably needs a diaper change.", I said.
My mom felt her diaper. "Nope. Let me see her pacifier.". I passed it to her.
"So when should I tell all the others?", I asked.
"I think you should maybe wait until your father and I figure out what we're gonna do. I most defiantly do not want to leave this cutie.", She helped Harlee find the nipple of the pacifier.
1 year later;
I sat down with Harlee on my lap. I was once again pregnant. This one was a little girl. Emmett was happy. I was due in 2 weeks, and still had a birthday party to plan.
"I give up.", I groaned.
"What's wrong, dear?", Esme asked.
"This baby has no name, Harlee will be 1 in 2 days and I have no party planned. The baby's room isn't complete. I haven't once thought of planning a wedding because I'm always sick, or hungry, or sleepy.", I sighed as Harlee climbed out of my lap.
"Is there any way I can help?", She asked. "I can try to plan a birthday party for her. ".
"Please.", I looked at her. "I want to do a lot of pink.".
"I can make that happen.", She smiled.
"Emmett's been so busy with school and stuff that we haven't had time to plan anything.", I said.
"I understand. This pregnancy kind of put a pause on it all.", She smiled.
"Thank you for coming over and listen to me complain.", I smiled faintly.
Emmett had bought us a house and proposed. We were happy, and apparently celebrating brought along a surprise. I ended up finding out we would be having another baby 2 months after he proposed. He was happy and I was extremely nervous. Harlee loved to touch my belly, and would giggle when her sister kicked or moved.
"I understand hormones. You have to let out to someone.", She laughed.
"Will you help me pick a name?", I asked.
"Sure. What kind do you have in mind?", She sat by me.
"Something unique.", I replied.
"Nelope!", Harlee giggled as she crawled.
"What did you say, Harlee?", I asked.
"Nelope!".
"Penelope.", I smiled.
"Penelope?", Esme asked.
"That was the name we originally had planned for Harlee then I wanted to change it. Penelope is Emmett's favorite name.", I smiled.
"What about a middle name?", She asked.
"Penelope Katelynn?", I asked.
"That's cute.", She smiled.
"I have an appointment today.", I let out a breath.
"You're last?", She asked.
"Hopefully, unless this baby is late.", I smiled.
"Do you think you've dilated any?".
"I have no idea. I just want to have her.".
"I think we all want her to be here. I need to go. I have to shop for groceries and get some apple sauce for Harlee.", She smiled.
"Alright. Well, thank you.", I stood up and smiled.
"Do you want me to take Harlee while you go to the doctor?", She asked.
"No, I think it's fine. She's been with me before.", I smiled.
I hugged Esme, and she left.
I looked at Harlee. "You wanna go see sister?", I asked.
She looked up at me, and I picked her up.
I sat back on the couch and put Harlee's little sandals on her, and slipped on my vans.
I grabbed Harlee's diaper bag and my purse and phone.
2 weeks later;
"What do you want me to do? Damn, I try to do every damn thing for you! I stay at home raising our daughter while you're out. I hardly leave this house!", I said to Emmett.
We were arguing over nothing and I knew it. But, hormones were taking over. And I couldn't stop it. My heart knew it was stupid, but my mind insisted on going.
"Babe, calm down.. it's just the hormones. I work everyday to help supply for my beautiful girls.", He hugged me.
"I'm fat.", I cried.
"No, you aren't. You're pregnant.", He held me close, and kissed my head.
I sighed. "She's moving like crazy.",
My due date is in 3 days, and I was having contractions, they were just too slow to even count.
"No more after this?", He asked.
"Maybe one more. I want a boy. But, we just need to be careful. I don't want to be 19 with 3 kids.", I smiled faintly.
"True. I want a little boy. What if this one was a boy?", He asked.
"Then, we're done with kids?", I looked at him.
"If you want.", He smiled. "But we know it's a girl.".
"Sonograms are sometimes wrong.", I look at him.
"Should we think of a boy name in case?", He asked.
"If you want?", I smiled.
"I like Aaron Joseph.", He smiled.
"It's perfect.".
AUTHORS NOTE;
SO I'M SLOW ON WRITING BECAUSE I GOT A NEW LAPTOP AND TRYING TO FIGURE OUT TO GET MICROSOFT ON IT. YOU HAVE TO PAY! I USE A SCHOOL COMPUTER TO WRITE ALL MY STORIES. SO IF I CAN'T FIGURE IT OUT, THERE'LL BE NO UPDATES DURING THE SUMMER. ): IT SUCKS.
ANYWAYS, I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS CHAPTER. (: