Hey guys! Just so you know, this chapter and probably the next one will just be preparations for the baby and milestones in the pregnancy. So by Chapter 27, Skylar should be here! :)

6 MONTHS – MARCH

"I love this shirt," Karen giggled, placing her hands on her belly. She'd just walked out of her closet in our bedroom. I was lying on the bed, my hands behind my head. I smiled when she walked out in the shirt I got her. It was a white shirt that had the words "My Lucky Charm" in green, with shamrocks and an arrow pointing down to her belly.

"Perfect for Saint Patrick's Day," I chuckled, getting off the bed and going over to her. I placed a hand on her belly and rubbed it gently. "We'll have fun at that Irish restaurant with the gang. Hopefully you can keep your food down, though."

"I know," Karen groaned. She looked down at her belly and smiled. "You've been giving me a lot of trouble, Miss Skylar." I laughed, then felt something under my hand. We both gasped and looked at each other.

"Did she just…?"

"She did! She kicked!" Karen cried. I looked back down and kept rubbing, and was greeted with several more kicks. I cried out and laughed. "Someone likes her daddy!" Karen laughed. Then she touched my face with one hand and leaned over to kiss me. "And I do to."

"I think someone's gonna be a daddy's girl," I chuckled, bending over and kissing Karen's belly. I felt Karen's fingers in my hair and looked up at her, smiling.

"As long as she's happy, I'm happy to let her be daddy's girl."

7 MONTHS – APRIL

For Easter, Karen and I, along with the gang, went over to Mrs. Knight and Katie's house for dinner. We had ham, salad, deviled eggs, rolls, and for dessert, Lizzy brought a cake shaped like a rabbit. We got home late, and immediately got ready for bed.

"I'm so tired," Karen whined. "And sore. Everything hurts."

"What hurts the most, baby?" I asked, taking off my clothes and putting on my pajama pants.

"My back," Karen groaned, coming out of the bathroom in her pj's, one hand on her back, the other on her belly. She flopped down on the bed and sighed. "And my feet. Mostly the ankles." I walked over and kissed her forehead.

"I'll be right back," I smiled softly at her, then went into the bathroom. I ran a washcloth under hot water, and got some cocoa butter and a clean towel.

"Ready for a massage, honey?" Karen smiled gratefully at me as she sat up.

"Have I told you I love you today?"

"Nope, don't think so," I laughed. I sat down by her feet and opened the cocoa butter.

"Well I do," she smiled. I took her left foot in my hand and kissed her ankle gently.

"I love you too." I scooped some cream onto my fingers, rubbed it between my hands, and started by rubbing my thumbs into the arch of her foot. She sighed in content, and I grinned to myself, happy I could make her feel better. I worked on the arch, the ball of her foot, each toe, the top, and her ankles, adding extra pressure. Then I did the same to her other foot.

"Carlos," Karen sighed. "You are the best husband ever."

"Thank you, Karen," I replied, wiping her feet off with the clean towel. "Now here, lay on your side." Karen did as I instructed, and I lifted up the back of her night shirt. I grabbed the hot towel and pressed it into her lower back, causing her to groan. I chuckled and kissed her side, adding more pressure and rubbing the towel in circles. Then I grabbed the cocoa butter again and put some on my hands before rubbing her back. Once I was done, I wiped her clean with a towel, put the things away in the bathroom, then climbed into bed with her.

"Thank you, Carlitos," Karen sighed, looking into my eyes. "I feel much better now."

"You're very welcome," I smiled, placing a hand on her belly. I felt a kick under my hand and looked down at her belly. "You're tiring mommy out, Skylar," I cooed. I felt another kick and laughed. "Do you think she can hear me?"

"Well the doctor said she'd be able to hear voices around this time, so it's a possibility," Karen explained. I stared down at her belly in wonder, then I got an idea. I lowered my head, my forehead almost touching her belly.

"She's got a smile it seems to me/Reminds me of childhood memories/Where everything/Was as fresh as the bright blue sky," I sang. I felt a frenzy of kicks under my hand, and Karen gasped. I looked up at her, and she was staring at me in shock with her mouth open. I asked with my eyes if I should keep going, and she nodded. I looked back down at her belly and sang "Now and then when I see her face/She takes me away to that special place/And if I'd stare too long/I'd probably break down and cry/Oh, oh, oh/Sweet child o' mine/Oh, oh, oh, oh/Sweet love of mine." While I sang, Skylar kicked and kicked. I looked up at Karen and smiled. "I think she likes my singing." Karen laughed and rubbed my cheek with her thumb.

"Her and millions of other girls all over the world, including me." I chuckled and scooted up the bed to give her a kiss.

"Come on, girls, let's go to bed," I whispered as I rolled over onto my pillow. Karen nodded and crawled under the covers with me, and I flicked off the lamp, holding my two girls in my arms.

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~Karen