Chapter 37
With their relationship in tact, the time flew by fast. Kayl went to work everyday, and Lana stayed home. She felt her stomach grow larger and while loved being pregnant, hated it at the same time. She gained weight and her breasts swelled. She had to buy a whole new wardrobe to accommodate her larger size. She felt fat and lopsided. She could hardly bend down without great effort.
Kayl loved her all the more but no matter what he said, she'd ignore his compliments. They'd have petty arguments over names of the baby.
"If it's a girl, I always said I would name my daughter Kait. It's trendy!"
"Lana. It's ugly. I don't like it."
"Please!"
"Nope. And besides, it's going to be a boy."
"How do you know?"
"I just do, now we're naming him after my dead uncle and her after my mother."
Lana lasped into silence. It was what they had agreed on. She liked it.
It was great.
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"Push my lady! Push!"
"It hurts! It- Oh! Please! Stop the –Ah! The p-pain! Please!" she shriekd over and over again. Kayl stood outside with Ebon while Ebon talked in a low quiet voice, trying to keep Kayl's nerves ends down. He still kept pacing and wincing everytime a shriek reached him.
He would constantly not hear what Ebon was saying, and would ask him but then he would still let his mind wander.
"It's almost here my lady! Push! A bit more…a bit more! Ooh! Wonderful!" the midwife took the baby and let Lana relax. She relaxed her legs and they closed. Her hands dropped ot her side and she was falling asleep.
"Shh! Sir, She's sleeping. You have a wonderful baby boy." The midwife placed the babe in his arms after he was called in. he stared at the child with loving adoration but was scared of it. What was this tiny little thing that had come out of his wife's stomach? How did it get out of that small place? It was scary and he freaked, placing the child back into the midwifes arms. She chuckled and placed the boy in his mothers arms. She didn't wake up but she closed her arms around the child and slept on.
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When Lana woke up, she looked around for the baby. She remeberd it was placed in her arms, but then it wasn't. She looked around and saw a wooden crib next to her bed and the child was sleeping quietly in it. She bent over and looked at it.
"Oh my baby. My baby boy. You are the most wonderful thing in the world that ever happened to me. My beautiful precious boy…Leon."
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Leon was a joy in the house. He was a very smart baby and learned quickly how to sit up. He learned rapidly how to communicate with gurgles and a few sounds and address his 'mama' and 'da'. He never liked leaving his mother's side, so he scooted over to be with her whenever. He learned to walk soon after scooting and he could then get around much easier.
At two years of age, he could laugh, giggle, smile, walk, mumble, comprehend life and knew when Daddy was mad at the spilt coffee.
At three he was walking and running, talking almost full sentences and he had his first memory stuck in his head for when he grew up. He would always remember his birthday and how while leaning over the cake to blow out the candles, with a lot of help from daddy, he lost his strength and fell face first into the cake.
His parents 'weren't' laughing, but they tried and almost succeeded in keeping their hysterical laughter to a minimum.
At four, he remembered sneaking around the house and sneaking into his parents bedroom and climbing in bed with them. Some times though, the door was locked. Then he just went back to bed and never thought of it. That birthday, when he turned five, they moved. They went into a bigger house and he had a large room. The stairs were higher and he had trouble going down at first.
He remembered also, when his mama and daddy sat him down for a talk. They taught him the word pregnant, and said he was going to have a baby brother or sister. He didn't think any of it, until when one day, his couldn't sit on his mother's lap.
He asked his mother why she was fat and she laughed.
"Rememeber the talk we had? You're going to have a baby brother or sister."
He didn't know what that was until he went to school.
At school, there was something called 'show and tell.' Since he couldn't bring in his 'baby brother or sister' he told the class about it. A few understood, and so did his teacher. They all said congratulations, but he didn't see the big deal. In his life was Mama, Daddy and himself. That was it. And he liked it that way.
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One day, Daddy came to school to pick him up. He said that Mama was at home and that they were going to go eat lunch at a restaurant and then they would go home.
They went out to eat and Daddy did a lot of talking. He tried to understand what he meant by there would be another person in the house, but Mama said that it would always be him and her. Mama and Leon.
Soon after lunch, Daddy took Leon home. Once he stepped in the house, he heard shrieking and wailing and crying. Loud voices covered the house and he became scared.
He started crying, saying he was scared and wanted Mama. Mama was busy though, apparently. And he could see her once the yelling stopped. He hugged onto Daddy tight and never let go. He eventually fell asleep, and was quite comfortable when his Daddy woke him up.
"Leon, Wake up. Look at this." He set Leon down so he could see his Mama. In her arms was a tiny human. It was his sister!
"Leon," his mother's soft voice spoke. "Say hello to your baby sister Kairi."
A/N:: Gasp! the stories connect! though I'm assuming you've (you being ecceedingly general) had already figured this out. Yep. Wishful thinking...review?