Sundays are usually the worst days because that is when all my homework is due. But when I started writing this chapter it all flowed right out and I couldn't stop, so here it is.
Hope you enjoy
Chapter 21
I wake with a start, I was having a dream about Christian and I in a large house on the sound with 6 kids running around playing on the expansive grounds. I never thought about having that many kids, I always thought 2 would be enough but that dream felt so real. Now the idea of tons of kids doesn't seem so bad, but we definitely have to make it through this pregnancy first.
Suddenly I feel a weird rolling from deep within my belly. Woah. I've felt little flutters in the past few weeks but nothing so real. When I feel the movement again I attempt and wake Christian so he can try to feel this wonderful thing too. I roll on my side placing my hand on his bicep I start shaking him lightly to wake him up.
"Christian. Wake up." I whisper.
"Ana, not now. We were up all night I can't go anymore." He thinks I want sex. Not bad idea. I shake my head clearing it of the dirty thoughts that began racing through and get back to the real matter at hand. I shake him again, "Christian I need you to feel something."
"Ana, I'm sleeping. Give me like 2 more hours and I can fuck you within an inch of your life." He mumbles before turning on his side to face away from me.
Not everything is about sex Christian.
"Christian, I don't want to have sex" I pause for a second before rephrasing "well, that's not why I woke you anyway. But if you don't want to feel your babies move then fine, you don't have to. Sleep away." I tell him before climbing out of bed and heading into the bathroom. I am washing my hands after relieving myself when Christian barges into the bathroom.
"What did you say?" He asks quietly. I look over to him feigning confusion.
"I didn't say anything; I've been in here."
"No, before you got up. You said something about the babies?" His eyes are wide with wonder.
"Oh, that." I say like it's no big deal. "I just feel them moving, like real movements is all." He opens his mouth like he wants to say something then closes it again before falling to his knees right in front of me. He lifts both his hands and places them gently on my belly, waiting for any sort of movement from our babies to come. As if they know their daddy is there to feel them, there is another big roll from inside me. Christian's eyes shoot up to mine, tears falling down his face.
"That's our babies?"
"Yeah, they are just moving away in there." I tell him as we fell another movement.
"Holy shi-oot." I laugh at his almost slip. Since Christian is convinced they can hear us he has been trying to cut down on his swearing, clearly it has not been going very well.
Suddenly his stands and wraps his arms around me squeezing me tightly.
"Ana, I love you so much. You have no idea. Thank you for giving me a life. Thank you for giving me these amazing miracles that I already love so much." I return his hug holding him just as tight.
"No need to thank me Christian. I am so happy to have this amazing life with you." He nuzzles his face into my back and plants light kisses there. We just stand here in the middle of our bathroom holding each other for who knows how long until he pulls away to place is hands along my belly again.
"It is just so amazing to feel them move. It makes this whole thing seem so much more real. Before they were just pictures and your belly got bigger. But now, feeling them move around inside of you" he closes his eyes as if he can't even describe the way he's feeling. When he opens them again all I can see is his love and devotion. "It's just so amazing." He kneels down again to be level with my belly and our babies.
"I love you two so much. I will do everything in my power to protect you for your entire lives. You 2 and your mother and my whole world and nothing will ever change that." He lifts the shirt that I am wearing to just under my breasts and he places kisses all over my belly, every inch of skin that he can get to he kisses. In response to their father's words and kisses the babes go wild in my belly, they know exactly how much they are loved. And I will spend the rest of my life making sure they never forget.
After our wonderful morning Christian needed to do some work for a few hours from his home office so I decide to head to the library to get some reading done. I'm reading my most recent favorite book The Complete Book of Baby Names. I never thought about how hard it would be to name a baby, and not just one but 2. And really we need to come up with 4 names, 2 boys and 2 girls. Really 8 names, we need middle names too. Unless we just don't go with a middle name? Christian doesn't have one, maybe we can keep the tradition going so my job won't be so hard.
Maybe we should have just found out the sexes. Definitely would have made the name thing a lot easier, I like the idea of a surprise but I honestly can't decide on any good names. Christian has thrown out some but they are all weird like Tank and Star. I almost took his naming rights away. No child of mine is going to have a name that sounds like she is a porn star.
I have always wanted to have family names included in the names of my children, I just don't know which names and where to put them. Suddenly I come across a name in this book that I actually like Charlotte. I write the name on my baby name list so I can remember it for would be great for a baby girl. Okay one girl picked now find a boy. I flip through the pages of the boy names and nothing really catches my eye, then I see it Matthew. I write the name on my list just like I did with is nice and simple and can go with almost any middle name.
"If only there were a chance you two were opposite sexes." I murmur out loud to my babies. We know they are identical from the scans we have had so we know they will both be one sex. I response to my words the babies tumble around inside me. Now that we can feel them they want to make themselves known. I absolutely love it.
I shift my focus back to my name book but the words all blur together and I can feel myself drifting off with every second.
I wake sometime later to find that I have somehow have a blanket on me and am not lying down instead of sitting upright on the couch. I struggle to sit up, my rather larger bump making this task quite difficult.
"Do you want some help?" Christian asks from the other end of the couch, scaring the shit out of me in the process.
"Jeez Christian, make yourself known next time." I scold. Finally sitting up the rest of the way.
He laughs, finding humor in my reaction. "I'm sorry love. I didn't realize you didn't see me. I'm sitting not two feet from you, on the same couch."
"Well I had just woken up. Sorry I was a little disoriented." I snap. I'm not mad but he could have done a better job of letting me know he was in the room.
"So, have you decided on any names?" Christian asks changing the subject. I know he doesn't want me upset, especially with him.
"Only 2 so far. One boy one girl. We need to come up with one more name for each sex. Then we need middle names. Good lord, why is naming children so difficult? What if we pick names and they grow up and get bullied because of them? Or what if they hate them so much that they change them the day they turn 18? What if they hate us because-"
"Anastasia, calm down." Christian interrupts my panic. "None of that is going to happen. Plus, we still have at least 15 weeks to decide on a name. Don't worry love. Now let me see what names you picked" he reaches over to the table to grab my book and notepad where I wrote the names.
"Okay. Charlotte. That's cute. I love that." He looks over to me and smiles. "And Matthew." He scrunches his nose as he reads the name aloud. "I mean… I don't hate it…" he trails off.
"But let's just say I hope we have girls."
"We can pick a different name Christian. I don't want you to dislike our child's name." he hates the name and he is just going to let it slide because he knows I like it.
"it's not the worst thing you could have picked. But again I hope we have girls." I roll my eyes at him. He is the one that convinced me to wait. I originally wanted to know. I like to be prepared but he kept bringing up how exciting it would be to not know until their birth. I do like the idea but still I want to buy cute clothes for the specific sex.
"We could have found out you know. In fact, we can call the doctor right now and find out. I am sure she would be happy to tell us."
He eyes me for a second before answering. "Okay"
"Okay?" I pause letting his single word sink in. "You want to know?" I confirm just in case he is fucking with me.
"Yeah. Ever since this morning when we first felt them move I have been thinking about how we only call them 'them' or 'the babies'. I want to be able to call them by their names, if we ever decide on that."
"Oh my gosh! You really want to know?" I jump up from the couch letting the blanket that was covering me fall to the ground.
"yes love. I really want to know. Let's call the doctor right now." He says as he pulls his phone from the front pocket of his jeans. I glance at the clock not knowing what time it is. For all I know its 9 o'clock at night. I see that it is only 4pm, I know she will answer. She always has her phone ready and available in case one of her patients' needs her, even on a Saturday afternoon.
He puts the phone on speaker so we both can listen together "Dr. Miller." She answers almost immediately.
"This is Christian Grey. My wife Anastasia is one of your patients. We originally decided we did not want to know the sexes of our babies but we now decide we want to know."
"Okay. Good thing I came into the office today, otherwise you would have had to wait. Just give me one second to pull up the file." We wait the only noise are the faint clicking noises coming from what I assume is a keyboard. "Alright. Well, based on your most recent scan it looks like you will be having two little girls." I immediately gasp. Girls. I didn't really care what we had, I just want two healthy babies. But knowing that I have two little girls growing inside me brings tears to my eyes. I rub my belly and begin imagining what they will look like, how their personalities will develop, how spoiled they are going to be by their daddy.
"oh my gosh. Okay thank you Dr. Miller."
"You are welcome Mr. Grey. And congratulations you two. Have a good rest of your Saturday." With that Christian hangs up the phone and tosses it to God knows where. He then proceeds to push me back to lay on the couch and lifts my shirt.
"hi baby girls. I am so glad we found out what you two are. My little princesses." He kisses my belly right at my navel, which has begun to pop out a little.
"we have one of your names. Charlotte. We still need one more, but well will figure it out. Don't worry. Just keep growing and get strong enough to eventually come meet us out here. I love you two so, so much." He kisses my belly once more before sitting up and grabbing my book once more. He scans the pages for a second before looking over to me
"What about Isobelle? Spelt I- s- o- b-e-l-l-e. It's simple yet unique, just like how I hope she turns out to be. Just like her mommy is."
"Isobelle." I say out loud to see how it sounds. "I love it."
"Okay. It is settled. Charlotte and Isobelle." I smile. We just named our babies, well partially.
"What about middle names?" I ask sitting back up to try and look at the book myself.
"How about Amelia? Close to Mia without being exactly the same, she would love it but she won't go overboard about it."
"Amelia. For which one?"
"Isobelle Amelia." He tests out. "no that doesn't sound right.
"Charlotte Amelia." I smile as I realize it is the perfect name. "That's it." I tell Christian.
"Charlotte Amelia Grey." He pauses for a second before the most beautiful smile graces his lips.
"That is our initials." I look at him skeptically, not really understanding what he means.
"Charlotte Amelia Grey. CAG. Christian Anastasia Grey." I laugh as I realize what we just did.
"That makes it even more perfect then. But now we need a middle name for Isobelle."
"Okay. Now hear me out before you shoot it down. But I was thinking Grace." Grace. I stay silent for a second just thinking about naming our daughter after a woman that practically called me a whore. Chrsitian takes my silence as a no and begins defending his choice.
"I know you don't like her very much, but she is my mother and if it wasn't for her I wouldn't be where I am today. We probably would have never met, and we would never have made our baby girls. I just-"
"Christian. I wasn't saying no. I was just thinking. I know how much you love your mother. I want nothing more than for you to have a relationship with her again. And maybe someday this will all just be water under the bridge. I just need time right now though. But, I am okay with giving our daughter her name. Isobelle Grace Grey." I say with finality.
"You really want this?" he smiles. I can tell how much this means to him.
"Of course I do. If I didn't I would have said so."
"Then that's it. We named our babies."
"That we did. Charlotte Amelia and Isobelle Grace. The perfect names for our perfect princesses."
I was originally going to keep the sexes a surprise until the birth, but when I was looking at the baby names I couldn't pick any boy names that sounded good. I almost went with Greyson until I put it with Grey. That was a good laugh. Anyway, the girl names are so much better. I hope you all agree. I hope everyone has a good night, or day, depending on where in the world you are reading this from and I will see you next time.