I feel huge. And not in the good way.

I'm about 35 weeks pregnant and as my baby is growing at an alarming rate, so am I. It's the final trimester so now my body is naturally preparing itself for the delivery. Back aches, Braxton hicks, and feeling overheated are just some of the things I have to endure every day.

But it's worth it. Because soon I will be holding a beautiful baby girl in my arms.

It's been a while since we found out about the gender of our baby and during this time Chandler and I have been discussing living situations. Rachel happily moved out and into Chandler's room as he moved in. Her old room then became a nursery.

We didn't have to paint since the walls were already pink, thankfully. Chandler was reluctant to paint because of all the toxic fumes in the paint.

Rachel and Phoebe went furniture shopping with me. The crib that we picked out together has everything. Not only is it a crib, but it also has a changing table attached to the side. It has storage on the bottom and shelves to put some of the baby's things. Apparently the girls have a good eye when it comes to baby shopping.

They also helped me pick out a lot of baby clothes. My favorite was one that Rachel picked out. It was an adorable pink onesie that says:

%50 Mommy %50 Daddy= Perfection.

It was so adorable that I just had to buy it. When Chandler saw it though he said that my portion needed to be increased to %75 because I was closer to perfection than he was. Probably one of the sweetest things anyone has ever said to me.

After that day something changed in him. He became caught in "work". I use the quotes because he doesn't care that much about his job.

Ross keeps telling me that he is just trying to get enough money for me and the baby but I know that that can't be it because he and I opened one bank account for both of us to use. I keep all of the bank statements and he withdrew about $2000 dollars from our bank account one day. When I asked him about it he told me that it was for something personal.

Who knows, maybe he's a spy. But that won't change the way I love him.

"Mon!" Chandler calls from the living room. I grunt and I try to get up but fail miserably. "Mon!" He calls again and I'm finally able to get up from that pit that I call my bed.

I wipe my face with my hand as I walk into the living room. Chandler, who is standing in the empty living room, has a smile plastered onto his face. The room is lit not by the fluorescent lights that normally light the apartment, but by candles. Soft, sweet, romantic candles.

"Hi, babe," he whispers approaching me, his hands resting on my hips. "I love you," he whispers and leans down to kiss me.

I love you. Those three words are enough to make my heart explode. "I love you, too," I whisper against his lips.

He pushes a few stray hair out of my face and stares at me longingly. "You know I haven't slept in like a week," he states suddenly and concern spread through my body. "Because I know that you have better options." I shake my head viciously at the self-deprecating comment.

"No, you're the only one for me and you know it."

"When I look at you I just picture you leaving me. It's been keeping me up," he cups my face in his hands and pulls himself closer to me. "But I guess that means I really love you."

"Chandler," I whisper but he continues.

"Love is like fire. All it takes is a simple kiss and it will consume the home. Of course a burnt house can burn again, and continue to burn until it has become ashes. You, Monica Geller, have burnt me to ashes. You blew my breath away."

I shut my eyes slowly and tears spill out. I never knew that Chandler was this romantic.

"I'm not gonna get down on one knee, I'm not going to ask you a question," he says and pulls out a ring box out of his jacket pocket. "I love you Monica Geller, and I want to spend the rest of my life… with you."

I have dreamed about this moment for years, but I never expected it to be this perfect. I have imagined he would have done this after the birth but this is just too perfect.

"I want to spend my life with you, too." I whisper, tears freely rolling down my cheeks.

He opens the ring box carefully and I gasp when I see the ring. The diamond pendant is extenuated by the two sapphires on the sides of it.

"It's beautiful," I whisper and his smile grows wide. He takes my left hand and the ring easily slips on even though my fingers are swollen beyond belief.

"Yea?" He asks sheepishly.

"It's prefect." I whisper, wrapping my arms around his neck and cling to him.

I can just see it now, my dream wedding. The perfect ceremony space, dress, cake… the perfect man. The most important factor. The man.

Because for the first time I get worried
when I'm looking in your eyes
that one day you might leave me
and it keeps me up at night
I guess that means I really love you…

If you ever left me that would be my first heartbreak

[-]

Chandler and I fell asleep in each other's arms and kept each other close. His hands rested on my swelling belly all night long as mine laid gently on top of them. It's gonna take getting used to the feel of wearing a ring, but it's worth it.

Unfortunately Chandler had to get to work for some office emergency. He tried to explain to his bosses that he couldn't come in today but none of them had any sympathy. The said that if he didn't come in he would be fired. That caught his attention quickly and he quickly rushed out the door.

Even though I was tired I missed the feeling of his arms around me. I missed him holding me close.

I eventually gave up trying to sleep, because it was a lost cause, and slowly made my way down to the coffee house. We really need to buy a house, or at least an apartment closer to the ground.

I enter the coffee house to see that Rachel is sitting on the couch reading the latest copy of Vogue. Her new obsession: models how are too skinny to be healthy.

"Hey, Rach," I say making my presence known. All I get is, is a small smile in response. "Rach, Chandler asked me to marry him." I say and she slaps her magazine down onto her lap.

"What?"

"Yea," I reply holding up my left hand to show off my new engagement ring. Rachel gasps and pulls my hand closer to her face to "examine" the ring.

"My god, Mon, it's beautiful!" She exclaims.

"I know!"

Rachel continues to drool over my new ring and I can't seem to wipe the smile off of my face. I'll have a baby in like month, a husband in a little over a year and a family. One sweet, amazing family.

I am pulled from my reverie when someone calls my name from the doors of the coffee shop. Rachel and I both whip our heads around to be faced by Richard. Of all people who had to show up today it had to be him.

AN: I am so incredibly sorry for the wait with this one. I really don't know how much longer, I'm really writing until my brain comes up with a good ending. Little spoiler alert the return of Richard won't be the only Ex that will be appearing. You guys all remember Maria, right? Please don't hate me for bringing Richard back.

TBC…