I finally went over my dad's house myself yesterday to work things out. I knew that I was being childish by ignoring him; he was my father after all. He was happy when I pulled up in the drive way and our conversation went even better.
"Now Bells" he started as we took a seat "You know I didn't mean it the other day"
"I know but you were right I can't relay on Carlisle and Esme to pay for everything"
"Don't get me wrong when I say I love my grandchildren to death and I want you guys to be happy"
"Well you'll be happy to know that Carlisle agreed to give Edward a job at the hospital with him"
"That's wonderful" he smiled
"He figured it would be a good job just a couple days a week until the baby gets here. He doesn't like leaving me alone pregnant with two kids"
"Well it's better then nothing Bells and he's lucky Carlisle has connection because jobs are hard to find nowadays. I hope you're looking into taking some classes"
To be honest Edward and I fought about him taking the job for days. I finally got him to agree that he needed to stay home with me. We were just going to say that he'd be working and pretend that I was going to school. Edward didn't want me worrying about school.
"I've been looking into it and thinking about taking a science and English course"
"Well I'm happy to se that you have your priorities straight"
I smiled back but deep down it was hurting me that I was lying to him. He just didn't fully understand the situation we were in and I don't want him to. He looked extremely happy at the moment even though I wasn't.
Later on the next day I was lying on our bed with my bare stomach facing the ceiling. The baby has surprisingly been kicking for a couple days now. Every time he/she does I can see my belly moving and it was kind of creepy. I patiently waited for the next thump and when it did I gasped.
"Are you alright?" Edward asked coming in the room
"Yes" I sighed "You have to stop asking that every time I make a noise"
"Well after what happened last time I think I'm entitled to be a little worried about you and our baby" he snapped
The attitude in the room changed drastically in a second and I was taken aback by his tone and covered my stomach while bringing my knees to his chest. I felt my eyes brimming over with tears at the thought of it. I tried to wipe them before he could see.
"I'm sorry…I didn't mean to bring that up" he sat down in front of me and wrapped his arms around my knees
"I want to have a memorial service" I blurted
He looked at me confused
"I've been thinking about this for a while and I think it'll be a good way to feel closure and truly move on. It doesn't have to be big, maybe just a plaque and garden in the backyard. Just something to remember him or her. But if you think it's a bad idea then…"
"No, love it's a wonderful idea"
"You don't think it's stupid?"
"Why would I think it's stupid?" he wrapped his arms around me
"I thought you'd want to forget about it and move on" I shrugged
"I would never want to forget love. We lost our baby not a cat"
"Don't compare it to a pet please" I wiped my tears again
"Sorry" he kissed my shoulder "I'll figure something out. Why don't you go hop in the shower"
"Fine but after I want to clean the house today and move things around" I said getting off our bed
"I assume you want the baby in with us?" he asked
"Yeah, just for a couple months and move Ryan in with Abby while we get baby's room ready"
"Okay go and take a shower" he laughed and smacked my butt gently
"Edward" I gasped
"I couldn't help myself" he smirked
"Will you come join me?" I asked grabbing his hands and leading him with me
Of course Abby's crying sounded on the monitor indicating that she wanted daddy. She always wanted Edward for everything. Even when he went hunting she would sit by the window and wait for him. He would even have to call every hour just to assure her that he'd be home. It's come to the point that she'll cry at night until he comes in to give her a kiss. What could I say? She was like me.
"Duty calls" he laughed spinning away from me
"Of course" I muttered walking into the bathroom
Edward's POV
I walked into my daughter's room and she was lying in her bed. I could already see the tears streaming down her face. I loved her to death but it wasn't healthy to be this attached to me. Sometimes I needed some alone time with Bella and we haven't been intimate in months. Bella assured me that it was just a phase she was going through; I mean she's only two.
"Hey baby girl what's wrong?"
I lowered myself into the bed with her and she curled into my chest. I rubbed her back lovingly.
"No nap" she whined
"You're getting too big fro nap time huh?"
She nodded and sat up walking to the other side of her bed and grabbing her blanket. I held her waist to help steady her.
"Play time" she said jumping up and down
"No, you have to at least rest"
I grabbed her and brought her back down on the bed. I played with her curls and kissed her forehead.
"I remember when you were a baby" I told her "You were our first baby- our miracle baby. You were so little and cute and mommy was so happy when she held you in her arms the first time. I've never been so happy and I was in love with you the first time I saw your face"
"I was a baby?" she asked looking up at me
"Yes, a very cute baby. You know that mommy is having another baby. Are you excited to have a new baby brother or sister?"
"I want a sister" she smiled at me
"Don't tell mommy but I want another girl too" I whispered in her ear "okay now try to go to sleep. Mommy and Daddy are cleaning today and it would be a lot easier if you both were sleeping"
She turned away from me and closed her eyes. I didn't surprise me that not more then 5 minutes later she was asleep. Bella knocked on the door and I put my finger to lips telling her to be quiet.
"Wow super dad" she whispered impressed
I looked up at her and noticed that she was still in her towel. She was honestly trying to kill me.
"Super dad has some duties to attend to"
I ran up to her at vampire speed and threw her over my shoulder. She squealed and held onto her towel for dear life.
"Edward what are you doing?" she laughed
"Shh no more talking"
I laid her on the bed and was disappointed when her towel was still clutched around her. I slowly removed it and a beautiful blush filled her cheeks. My hands went to her slightly bloated stomach. I leaned my head down leaving a trail of kisses from her neck down.
"The doctor said no rough housing" she gasped
"I'll go easy" I promised her
My hands roamed her body and I was leaving goose bumps in my trail. She shivered lightly and I smirked. Her arms snaked around my neck and she placed her lips against mine. My hands were around her back lifting her closer to me. I started removing my jeans when she surprised me by turning away.
"What?" I asked
"The doctor said no"
She pushed on my chest and sat up getting off the bed. She pulled out a pair yoga pants and a tank top.
"Come on" I groaned rolling onto my back "You're really going to leave me wanting then wear that?"
"Yes" she climbed on top of me and pecked me on the lips "Now come on we have a lot of work to do and I won't be able to help in a couple months. I'll just become a fat and lazy whale once again while you wait on me hand and foot"
"Fine" I got off the bed bringing her with me and placed her feet on the ground. "But for the record I shouldn't even be letting you do this now"
she ignored me and started giving out orders "Okay we should first move the crib in our bedroom and the changing table"
"Why the changing table? Shouldn't that stay in the baby's room?"
"No, cause if I have to change the baby in the middle of the night I'd rather not walk into the other room"
"You know I can. All you have to do is worry about feeding him/her until you start pumping"
"Well I want it in here"
She walked into the other room and I heard groaning. I rushed in to see her trying to push the crib the vein in her forehead was protruding. It was so cute to see her trying so hard but not making any progress.
"Whoa, don't hurt yourself please"
I grabbed the crib and moved it with one easy push to the corner of the room. I then set up the changing table against the back wall. Bella came in carrying the new comforter and toys.
"The baby's not coming tomorrow" I laughed
"I know but I want to do it now instead of waiting last minute"
"Anything else you want moved?"
"Just the rocking chair in the corner by the window"
I obliged and she continued by sticking diapers, wipes, and bottles in the bottom of the changing table. She hugged a stuffed tiger to her chest, looking like she was in thought.
"It's weird"
"What's weird love?"
"We never thought we could have a baby together and we're about to have our third" her hands cradled her stomach "I'm just scared something's going to go wrong. What if I have another miscarriage? I was talking to this woman at the doctor's and she had the same situation as me but she had a stillborn"
I walked over and wrapped my arms her waist and kissed her forehead. He arms wound around my back squeezing.
"I'm scared the same thing is going to happen to me"
"It won't, I promise"
"It might"
"It won't" I pulled back wiping her tears
"I want a pickle" she said suddenly going into the kitchen
"And the mood swings begin"
I followed her into the kitchen where my wife was taking a pickle out of the jar. She also took a spoon and stuck it into a jar of peanut butter.
"I know I'm not human but that doesn't look like a pleasant combination"
"It's delicious" she said taking another bite
"So I should add pickles and peanut butter to the grocery list" I laughed
"And chocolate ice cream"
She walked back into the soon to be baby's room to set it up. I followed and watched as pulled a box down from the closet which held all the old newborn clothes. She carefully folded them all and stuck them on the changing table. She was constantly running back in forth between the rooms. Between placing furniture in the right place and hanging pictures, she was going to get hurt.
"Please sit down and relax" I grabbed her wrists to stop her movements "You're scared that something is going to happen to the baby but you're running around like crazy. Remember the doctor said to take it easy"
"But I want to get this done" she complained
"You're only two months along honey. We have plenty of time to worry about this. This is going to be our last baby and we should enjoy it. Now go lie down on the bed and put the TV on or something"
"Fine" she huffed and waddled over to the bed
She lay down and clutched the pillow to her chest flipping the TV on. I had a feeling this pregnancy was going to be different. She was going to be more hyper and demanding. I was going to have issues getting her to relax which she needed to do more then ever before. The worst part was is that I had about 7 more months of this to deal with.
This was just a filler chapter but you'll be happy to know that I've already written the chapters with the birth of the baby! Please review!