As the semester continued, I made an effort to spend more time at home. I would often get distracted, so if I had a test I'd study in the library, but I did most of my work at the kitchen table while Edward bustled around me getting ready for the baby.

We were converting the study into a nursery, although for the first few months, we'd have a basinet set up in our bedroom. Edward spent a lot of time child proofing the apartment, and I figured by the end it would have been easier to just cover everything in bubble wrap.

Spring break finally arrived, and it was a much needed break. We were heading off to my parents' house to relax and go to the doctor with Bella for the first sonogram.

We spent the first few days schlepping around the house. Everyone could see how worn down I was an we just napped, ate, watched movies, and chatted about the baby and how Bells was doing.

Bella was already fed up with pregnancy. She never spoke her distaste, but you could see it in her face every morning, post-sickness. She wasn't showing at all yet, but claimed she felt like a whale. To me, she just looked beautiful.

A few days after we arrived, we accompanied Bella to the doctor. I could feel Edward buzzing next to me with anticipation. We were shooed out of the room for some of the more…personal procedures, but were allowed back in for the sonogram.

I wasn't really sure what I was looking at. It looked far more like a blob than a baby, but it was still our baby. Seeing this blob inside my sister made everything so real. In six short months, Edward and I would be parents.

I could feel the tears wetting my face, and when I looked at Edward, he was in much the same state. We had copies printed and rushed home to show my parents. We called Edward's parents to share our excitement, and we all went out for a celebratory dinner that night.

We eventually headed back home to school, much to our disappointment. We found ourselves back in our busy schedules, and even Edward buckled down with his school work to get ready for finals.

We made it through finals with only some minor breakdowns (mostly on my behalf) and Edward's graduation was here. We had our own personal celebration the night before as both of our families would be in town, and I wanted to show him how proud I was.

Edward had left this morning to go get ready, and I met up with everyone at the ceremony. Edward's parents were beside themselves seeing their only child graduating, and mine were treating this like their own son was graduating.

Bella came with who I guessed was Jake. She was right, he was totally supportive, and it appeared totally in love, with Bella. But it was Bella who I couldn't take my eyes off of. She was about five months along and flowing. Pregnancy fit her well, and when she saw me, she grabbed my hand and put it on her belly to feel the baby kick.

"We can find out the sex next week if you want to. Either way, I want you guys at the appointment."

"We'll be there, thanks, Bells. And thank you, Jake, for being there when we can't."

I sat between Edward's mother and Bella during the ceremony. When Edward crossed the stage, I was so choked up with pride and love, that I couldn't find my voice to cheer along with the rest of the family.

"Cullen" was pretty close to the beginning of the alphabet, so we were in for a lot of sitting around and waiting. It was getting pretty warm, so I turned to see how Bella was doing, only to find her both pale and sweating. She was giving Jake's hand a death grip, and I was growing concerned.

"You okay, Bells? Want me to go get you some water?"

"No, I'm fine, Jay, thanks. Just tired."

I gave her my best big brother "you better not be lying to me" glare.

The ceremony continued on for what felt like hours, and it finally ended with my husband as a graduate. We played phone Marco Polo for a few minutes until he finally got to us.

We nearly knocked each other over in our haste to get together. I kept it toned down seeing as we were in public, but I made sure he could sense my love. He went to his parents next, then mine, and finally to Bella. He put his hand on her belly to feel the baby kick, and a dark look crossed his face.

"Bella, how long?"

"How long, what?"

"You know what I'm asking."

"Close to three hours."

"WHAT?!" I was worried now and intervened.

"Edward, Bella, what's going on?"

"Bella's been having contractions for almost three hours."

"What?!" It was too soon, "Why didn't you say anything?"

"I didn't want to worry you. I thought they'd go away. I'm only five months along!"

"We're going to the hospital." Edward grabbed one of her hands while Jake had her other and started moving. I filled our parents in before catching up to the trip and grabbing Edward's free hand.

He looked at me then, and I could see all of my fears echoed in his eyes.