Happy New Year y'all! I hope you had a wonderful Christmas too. I know that it has been awhile since my last update. I haven't forgotten about you guys, I promise. I have been re-reading this story and trying to familiarize myself with where I want this story to go. I want to see, if I can write at least a chapter a day for a year, and see where this takes me. Having said that, I already know that I am behind by 10 days/chapters; since it is January 11th today. So here it goes. Here is chapter 81.

"So, tell me why you don't want to tell your mother father about your pregnancy?" I asked Livvie, trying to gauge her feelings about letting her parents know. "Are you nervous? Is that why you don't want them to know yet?" She nods her head to answer my questions. "I want you to say it. Use your voice to tell me why, Liv. Tell me why you want to wait to tell your parents."

"Yes, I'm nervous about telling them. But more than anything else, I want to keep this between us right now, Fitz. I just want us to have a moment like this to ourselves for a while. When I'm further along, maybe 5 or 6 months, I will have enough confidence to finally tell my parents. Is that okay with you?"

I understood what Livvie was saying. She wanted to enjoy the pregnancy between the two of us for a while. However, I think wanting until she was 6 months along was a bit extreme, for waiting to tell her parents about the pregnancy.

She says that she is insecure about it. Her pregnancy and telling her parents about that. She is insecure because she just reunited with her parents after so long and when she reunited with them, she dropped the bombshell about her boyfriend who happened to be the President Of The United States.

All of this is a lot to deal with, I can see and understand that. All of this news, and to find out not too long ago that she is pregnant with her first child. It is just more stress added to an already stressful set of circumstances, and that is the last thing Livvie needs right now. I understand where Livvie is coming from, but I wanted to hear the words come out of her mouth.

I repeated what I just told her. "Use your words, Livvie. Tell me why, you want to wait to tell your parents about your pregnancy."

"I want to wait to tell my parents about this pregnancy, because I don't want them to deal with so much in so little time. I just reunited with them, not so long ago, after 36, 37 years after being taken away from them." I pause and take a few moments to breathe, because I can feel myself on the verge of tears, getting choked up. I look heavenward. Pregnancy hormones, I think to myself.

"Then when I finally do reunite with them, you came and then I reveal to them that you are my boyfriend, my fiancé. The cherry on top of this sundae, is that I find out not too long ago that I am pregnant with my first child, our first child. It's not that I am not happy about all of this, because I am genuinely happy and grateful for all of this. It is like after all of this confusion and hardships that I have endured in my life, that I am finally getting some things right, a real streak of good luck coming my way. I just want to keep this between you and me for a while. I feel like as soon as I say something to someone else, that something will happen to mess this up for me, for us."

Livvie said exactly what I thought she would say. I look at her straight in the eye. I want to choose the words that I say very carefully. "Everything that has threatened to destroy our relationship, do you know what that is?" I took a breath and I reached out for Livvie's hand. I had a firm, yet gentle grip on her hand. I began to gently rub her hand with the pads of my fingers, in slow motion. "Secrets. Secrets and dishonesty are what threatened to destroy us, Liv. I don't want that for us, I don't want that for your parents either. I know that you want to be cautious and that is understandable to a degree. But having a baby is a wonderful blessing, an event to be celebrated. I would have thought, you would really want to be the one to tell your parents the news after all of the upheaval and suffering you have endured."

Fun Fact: The particular date that I used for Olivia's birthday in my story, January 17th, actually is my birthday. I turn 28 this year. I can't believe it. Anyway, I will try my hardest to have these chapters cranked out to you guys as quickly as I can. Until next chapter...Taylor