Uh go away! I thought when I heard the ringing of my phone. It was so warm in my bed and I didn't have to be up for work for another hour, I was scheduling my appointments for later in the mornings now to give myself more time in bed as I hadn't been feeling the best all week. Mia says it's to give me an excuse to not go into work with Aaron. But that's just ridiculous. I turned my head slowly on the pillow and reached out towards the bedside table and groped around for the telephone.

"Hello…" I said sleepily.

"Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday dear Sonny. Happy Birthday to you" Dad sang down the phone. I groaned and sat up in bed.

"Sh dad they're hear you!" I whispered.

"Who?"
"The grey hairs waiting to jump out of my head." I sighed.

"Sonny how many times have I to tell you you're not old."

"As many times as you want daddy cause I can't hear you."

"Happy Birthday Darling." Mom said obviously after taking the phone from Dad.

"Thanks mom."
"And just so you know I know how you feel. I thought thirty was the end of my life as well but just remember I hadn't even met your father when I was thirty. Your life's only starting Maddison." I smiled. Mom could get it totally wrong sometimes but when she got it right she hit the nail on the head.

"Thanks mom."

"Ok you're on speaker now Sonny. Are you coming over for dinner this evening?" Dad was back.

"Yes Dad. I'll be there. just don't make to much of a fuss ok!"

"Do we ever." Mom said, I could almost see her smiling.

"I better go to work. I'll see you later." I waited for the choruses of goodbye then hung up. I got myself up and dressed myself. On walking out to the kitchen I saw a card on the counter. It was covered in balloons and teddy bears I picked it up and smiled unknowns to myself.

Happy Birthday

I know you'll kill me for saying that

But hey I didn't get a card with 30 on it

Give me some credit.

We need to talk.

Lots of love

Aaron

P.s. there's a peace offering in the freezer.

And I'll give you your proper present later.

I put down the card and slowly walked over to the freezer. Pulling the door open I was greeted by six tubs of Ben & Jerry's Baked Alaska. I shut the door still smiling and grabbing my keys headed to work.

I was working away quietly in my office planning on working through lunch when the door burst open and in walked all the staff of my clinic. Carrying a large cake between them. And for the second time in five hours that dreaded song was sung.

"Guys I'm going to have to fire you all you know that yeah?" I said through gritted teeth.

"Yeah but it's so worth it." Rita laughed. I got up and blew out the candle in the middle of the cake. We all sat around my office for lunch and stuffed our selves silly with cake. It was all going great until I felt my stomach cramp, I ran for the bathroom and emptied what felt like three days worth of food from my stomach. I washed my mouth out and headed back to the office.

"Hey what was that?" Aaron asked when I walked back in.

"I think I ate too much sorry." I smiled at everyone.

"Ok well we better get back to work. Happy Birthday Maddy." Pierce smiled. Mia kissed me on the head and Rita hugged me. Ethan smiled at me and Daley didn't even look me in the eye. Aaron went to walk out and I decided to stop what I knew was a rather petty act on my side, although I'd never admit that to anyone else.

"Thanks for the card." I said.

"You're welcome." He smiled.

"You coming to mom and dad this evening. I know they've invited you. along with everyone else."

"Yeah I'm going. You want a lift?"
"Nah I'm good. see you there." he nodded and left.

I had been sitting in our living room at home playing with my nieces and chatting to family for the past few hours and I still had that nauseated feeling in my stomach. Everyone was here. And I mean everyone! Angela, Jackie, Cammie, Zach and Sweets. The evening was a flurry of birthday presents, food, music and chatter. It was like the parties I'd had when I was younger. Except I had something tugging at me in the back of my mind and after some simple math the feeling just got worse. As the night died down I slipped into the kitchen to breath.

"Maddy we need to talk." Aaron had followed me in.

"I can't do this right now Aaron I need to go home."
"Madds you've been avoiding me all week and I want to talk."

"I told you I have to go home!" then the sick feeling washed over me again and I ended up vomiting into the kitchen sink. Aaron held my hair.

"Maddison what's wrong." He asked softly.

"I think I'm pregnant." I whispered.