Aria's POV
I sit with my parents on a fold out chair as I watch Jeremy's first baseball game. They are losing 3 to 0, but I can tell that Jem is having a good time.
"Jem is adorable." My mom says as she watches him grab a handful of sunflower seeds.
"He looks more like Ezra everyday." I say with a smile.
"Is Ezra taking care of you?" My dad asks me suddenly.
"What do you mean?" I ask confused.
"Is he doing everything that he can to this pregnancy easy on you?" My mom says filling in.
"Absolutely. He even goes to McDonald's at midnight when I'm having a weird craving." I say with a small laugh.
"I despised Ezra at first, but I'm glad he is so good to you." My dad tells me.
"He really is." I say as I glance at my husband who is leading the team in a cheer.
It's the bottom of the last inning, and they need four runs to win the game.
The first two batters strike out immediately.
"Will Jem be upset if they lose?" My mom asks me.
"I hope not." I say with a frown.
Jem's friend Ryan is up to bat next, he hits the ball and makes it to first base. The next two batters also hit singles, making the bases loaded. A nervous gasp escapes my lips when I realize that Jem is up next.
"You've got this buddy." Ezra says as he pats Jem's back and hands him a bat.
Jem makes his way to the plate and gets in the batting stance that Ezra taught him. The pitcher throws the ball, Jem swings and misses.
"Strike!" The umpire yells.
The pitcher throws the second ball, and Jem misses again.
"Strike two!" The umpire says dramatically.
"Loser." I hear the pitcher say with a smirk.
"My mommy told me that if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." Jem says angrily.
"Whatever." He says with an eye roll.
The pitcher throws the third ball, and Jem hits it over the fence. The crowd around me goes crazy.
"That's my boy!" I hear Ezra say happily.
"Great job Jem!" I yell through all the commotion.
I'm so happy for Jem, but my heart sinks when I see the other team's pitcher crying hysterically.
"Poor thing." I say with a sigh.
Before my parent's can respond, I see Jem walk over to the pitcher.
"Great game." Jem says as he pats the other little-boy on the back.
"You too." The pitcher says with a sniffle.
"What a nice boy." The woman siting behind me tells her husband.
After Ezra finishes talking to the team, he puts Jem on his shoulders and walks over to me.
"Great game Jem." My dad tells him.
"You're a great little player." My mom says with a smile.
"Did you see my grand slam Mommy?" Jem asks as Ezra puts him in my arms.
"Yes, you were amazing!" I say as I kiss his forehead.
"Were you proud of me?" Jem asks me softly.
"I couldn't be more proud of you baby. You showed a lot of great sportsmanship when you congratulated the pitcher even though he said some mean things to you." I say as I wrap my arms around him lovingly.
"Your mother is right Jem, it takes a special kind of person to do what you did." Ezra says as he kisses our son's forehead.
"I felt bad for him. His Mommy probably never taught him manners." Jem says as he shakes his head.
Our group bursts into a fit of giggle, while Jem just stares at us confused.
"Are you feeling well enough to go out to pizza with the team? Ezra asks me.
"I always feel well enough for pizza!" I say as I rub my pregnant stomach.
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Ezra and I sit with a large group of parents in a crowded and noisy pizza place.
"Is this place to chaotic for you?" Ezra asks me.
"I'm fine Ezra." I say as I give him a gentle kiss on the cheek.
"Hey Mommy!" Jem says as he runs into my arms.
"Hey buddy. Why aren't you with your friends?" I ask him curiously.
"I need quarters to play games at the arcade." Jem tells me.
"Let's see if I have any." I say as I dig through my purse.
"Here Jem." Ezra says as he gives Jem a handful of quarters that he found in his pocket.
"Jackpot!" Jem says as he runs to the arcade.
The group of parents laugh at the little boy's enthusiasm.
"He wouldn't have gotten any quarters if he had struck out." Another dad tells Ezra.
"Probably not." Ezra jokes.
"How far along are you?" A woman asks me.
"Almost eight months." I tell the woman.
All of the mothers at the table give me sympathetic looks.
"He better be treating you like a princess." One woman says as she points towards Ezra.
"He does." I say as I give Ezra a small smile.
Ezra's POV
"I'm going to play for the Yankees and help them win the World Series!" Jem says as he pets Wilber.
"I can't wait to see that." Aria says with a smile.
I walk to the couch and take a seat next to Aria.
"If that's true, we get to retire early." I whisper to Aria.
Aria laughs and wraps her arms around me.
"Can I play baseball with my little brother?" Jem asks me hopefully.
"If you get a little brother." I say with a chuckle.
"I hope the baby isn't a girl, they are so annoying." Jem says with a wince.
"I'm a girl!" Aria reminds Jem.
"Well most girls are annoying." Jem says correcting himself.
"The hot ones aren't." I say as I wink at Jem.
"Ezra Fitz!" Aria says in annoyance.
"What?" I ask defensively.
"You know what!" Aria says as she hits me playfully.
"Jem it's time for bed." I tell my son.
"Daddy!" Jem complains.
"Don't talk back to your father." Aria says in a warning voice.
"Fine!" Jem says dramatically.
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Aria and I lay in bed and talk about baby names.
"You chose Jeremy's name, so I should get to choose this baby's name." I tell Aria.
"No way! You aren't the one who has to carry the child for nine months." Aria says as she rubs her pregnant stomach.
"You have a point." I say with a chuckle.
"He or she won't stop kicking." Aria says to me.
"It looks like we have ourselves a little soccer player." I joke.
"You can coach his or her soccer team." Aria says as she rests her head on my chest.
"I don't know very much about soccer." I tell her.
"I think it's so sweet that you're coaching Jem's Little League team." Aria says as she starts to tear up.
"Now why are you crying?" I ask her concerned.
"Because I'm so happy!" She exclaims.
"You're really starting to confuse me." I say with a chuckle.
"I couldn't have found a better man to have children with." Aria tells me
"I couldn't have found a better woman." I say as I rub her stomach.
"Seriously Ezra! Jem adores you, and I'm sure this baby will too." Aria says as she kisses my cheek.
"I wish I had a mother like you." I tell Aria truthfully.
"I'm not perfect." Aria protests.
"You're pretty close, and you always try to do what's best for Jem." I say as I stroke her dark hair.
"I do love him." Aria says thoughtfully.
"That's what makes you such a great mother." I tell her.
"It's also what makes you a good father." Aria says with a smile.
"No children are loved more than ours." I say as I kiss Aria's stomach.
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