DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT!

I eventually stopped crying and told Edward what happened. He seemed guilty, but me being me told him it took two to get pregnant. I brushed the Charlie thing on. It felt good to just let it go and move on. My mom hadn't come home yet. But every break-up was like this. She would take long peaceful walks to clear her mind; I think. I really didn't know my mom's reasons for things. Finally my mom came back to the house, but said nothing and went straight into her room.

That surprised me. She would usually come and talk her mind out. I shrugged it off and went to go to sleep. Edward was not far behind.

I was now 5 months along and Edward and I were on a way to another ultrasound. We were going to find out the baby's sex today. My mom was still living with us. All her clothing was transferred here now. She helped out Sophia with Chloe whenever she can. Sophia has been love struck. We finally got to meet the lucky guy and I had to admit they were perfect for each other.

Chloe was becoming a little to much to bear now that she was becoming close to turn one. She was unusually clingy to me or Edward. Luckily she didn't put up a fight with us today. Rosalie was beyond excited. She was four months and was showing. Emmett had big grin wherever he went. It took a lot for Edward and Jasper no to tease him. The press, as I had expected, had a field day when they found out about me and Rose's pregnancies. But lately we had been turning into old news.

My dad had come around to accepting that I was indeed pregnant again. He was a little hesitant though. Thanksgiving and Christmas passed by quickly. No one really didn't do anything, but try to fight off the paparazzi. I got to see Esme and Carlisle again; their Hollywood good looks still intact.

It was now the ending of March; almost the beginning of April. I was rubbing my swollen belly while my hand was in Edward's hand. Our relationship had progressed to many levels; if you catch my drift. Edward was driving. He wouldn't let me drive because he didn't want anything to happen to the baby. He was so over protective. Emmett was even worse. Rose acted like she wanted to kill him, but she secretly liked it.

We arrived to the doctors and parked in a nearby parking garage. The wind was bearable and not too strong. I let my fingers roam my stomach even though my grey top created a barrier. I had on my favorite jeans on. They were skinny leg but for maternity. Edward had hid all my heels, so I was stuck with boots, sneakers, and flats. We walked into the lobby and signed in.

There were many couples all around us. I leaned back on one of the chairs. Edward did the same.

"So what do you want?" Edward asked.

"I really want a boy, but if I get a girl that would be fine," I told him. He nodded taking in my opinion. He looked at my stomach lovingly. It was a normal routine for him to speak to my stomach. Sometimes he would have random conversations or he would just sing to it. And every time the baby would kick.

"Isabella Swan," The nurse called in a boring tone. Edward helped me up and we followed the nurse to the room. They did the normal procedure before the ultrasound technician came in. I flinched when they squirted the blue gel on my stomach. It was so cold.

"Would you like to know the sex of the baby?" The girl asked. You could tell she liked to do this. Unlike the nurse who was just here. We nodded our heads yes.

"Congratulations, you have a baby boy," I beamed at the screen. I was having a boy. I looked over at Edward and knew he was thinking about teaching the boy how to play sports and do other things that guys do. We finished up the ultrasound and in no time we were back in the car on the way to the apartment. The whole gang was meeting us there to find out the gender as well.

We made small talk on the way back but it was all meaningless. We were still on our high of finding out the news. We parked my Audi and went rushing back to the apartment. My mom went out with Phil to sort out all of this crap. He was calling nonstop and it was getting annoying. I let Sophia go home since she had a big date tonight and wished her luck.

Chloe was sleeping and we didn't want to wake her up. I went to order some Chinese for the gang. They all ate like pigs. The gang arrived right after I hung up. The banging on the door was now doubts Emmett. I could hear the distinct smack that Rosalie gave him. I let the losers who I called friends in. They all sat in my living room.

Rosalie wore a purple maternity and a tan, knitted cardigan. Her sandals looked so comfy. Alice had on an Abercrombie tube top and some boyfriend skinny jeans and heels. They were all expecting an answer from us. I gave a look to Edward saying he could say it.

"We are having a baby boy," Edward said. You couldn't doubt the excitement and happiness in his voice. They all let out a cheering noise, successfully waking up Chloe. I gave them a quick glare and they mumbled their apologies. I walked toward Chloe's nursery.

And there she was whimpering and a pout on her face.

"It's okay. Mommy's here," I cooed. I picked her up which was becoming difficult because of my never ending growing stomach. She buried her head in the crook of my neck and wrapped her small, smooth arms. I walked her to the living room where the rest of the gang was. When they saw her, they all awed at her shyness. She wrapped her arms tighter. Edward came to take her from my arms.

She wasn't having that. She had a death grip on my neck, but it didn't hurt me. "No, Momma!" she cried.

I turned to her with wide eyes. She been saying things, but none of it I could make out. This was her first word. Well, words. Everyone was silent first, but then burst into applause. She still had her face hidden, but I still felt the smile.

The rest of the night was spent uneventful. We ate Chinese and talked about how we would decorate the nursery. There was a text on my cell saying my mom wouldn't be coming home today. I guess she fixed her problems. It wasn't long before the gang had to leave because they were tired. We said goodbye. Chloe had fallen back asleep and I put her in her crib.

Her birthday would be here soon and I was planning on having a day with the park with the rest of the family. The thought brought tears to my eyes. She was already turning one. My baby was growing up so fast. Gosh, I sound like my mom! I went to my room and put my pajamas on. Edward was already in the bed reading some sort of book. I snuggled up against him. He put the book down and did his ritual of talk to my stomach.

"You big sister talked to day. She said 'No Momma!' I was so happy. I can't wait for you to start talking and walking. I would show you how to throw a football. How to kick a soccer ball. You will be the most spoiled boy in the world. I hope you have your mother's eyes. They are so beautiful." And on cue my little boy kicked. Edward beamed and gave my stomach a final kiss.

I let myself fall into a peaceful sleep. I was content with life even though I had crazy people in it.