Miranda placed her hand on her belly and started talking: "you're making mommy very very very uncomfortable". She yawned and closed her eyes, her hand still on her belly. The baby kicked again causing her eyes to open. "Baby, can you please let mommy sleep? Please? Just for ten minutes." She pleaded to her unborn baby.
Miranda managed to find a position that she was comfortable in, the baby had stopped kicking, and she closed her eyes taking full advantage of this opportunity knowing that it would not last too long.
When she awoke half an hour later Ben was opening the door. "Hi baby." He greeted, smiling, walking and sitting down next to her. He put his arm around her shoulders and let Miranda snuggle up closer to him.
"How are you feeling?"
"Four surgeries today kicked my ass I'm afraid to admit. I was on my feet all day and your baby won't stop moving and it's driving me crazy." She gave him a small smile. "I want this baby out of me." She whined.
"Only a few more months and we'll be able to hold our baby. And he or she will be driving us crazy in a different way." Ben touched her belly, smiling thinking of what the future held for him.
"Oh! I can't wait" Miranda said sarcastically.
They sat together in silence, Miranda closing her eyes as Ben stroked her hair. Suddenly, Miranda was reminded of something and pulled herself up, Ben holding her back as support "What are we going to do?"
"About?" He looked at her puzzled.
"My due date is not getting any farther away. And we still live in this three bedroom house."
"Miranda its three bedrooms that's enough for us right now."
"You said that we could move before we had a baby. So are you saying that we are not going to." Miranda said as her lip quivered.
Ben didn't want her to cry he hated when she cried and she was so emotional all the time because of the pregnancy.
"No I am not saying that we aren't going to , I was just saying that's its no reason to worry."
"Oh okay." Miranda said rolling over putting a pillow between her legs.
A few days later they were viewing house's.
"You've got to be kidding."
Ben runs his hand along the wooden door frame. "What? You don't like it?"
"No, I don't."
"What's wrong with it?"
Miranda sat down on the staircase's fourth step and arranged herself as best she could, with her swollen stomach pressing against her knees. This is only their first stop of the day, and already she felt like they've been house-hunting for hours. "It has four bedrooms."
"So?"
"There are only three of us."
"Four," Miranda says, looking pointedly at her swollen stomach, "if you're counting the baby"
"Fine. Four of us. So we only need 3 bedrooms and one guestroom."
"Plus a spare, don't you think? If my parents ever comes to visit? And what if Callie needs to stay, she always needs to crash."
"Callie's a grown woman and married."
"It doesn't matter I am not going to keep explaining this to you. We aren't buying a house unless it has 5 or 6 bedrooms.
Ben groaned and walked over helping her up from the stairs.
"What's next on this list?" Miranda said waddling to the door."
"A 5 bedroom house 4.5 bath.
Ben and Miranda drove to the next house getting out when they saw the realtor. It was absolutely beautiful she was in love with this house.
"So as you can see this is a prime location, close to everything, shops, schools, parks and public transport." The red blazered woman began to explain.
"The house it's self is only two years old, so no maintenance is required, as you will see we have the spacious living area that joins onto the dining room and into the open plan kitchen" the three of them walked into the large room.
The grand prize, the kitchen. It took up the majority of the back of the house; high ceilings, bay windows, a six burner stove with two separate ovens. A huge dishwasher, oh and who could forget the five person island with a built in bar sink and refrigerator.
"It's so open and bright Miranda stated with a grin, they continue towards the backyard.
There's the laundry room and-an office!"
"We'd love to see the office." Miranda smiled detouring from the back yard.
The office took up the last corner of the house and was situated near the garage. The office was impeccably decorated, built in solid oak shelves, wide windows, and high vaulted ceilings with exposed beams
"This is beautiful and nicely done." Ben said sliding his hand across the shelves. Now he was really curious to see the backyard and upstairs. The three walked out into the back yard.
"wow what a great backyard" Ben stood to admire the well looked after yard it was huge, a few trees and shrubs lined the fence on the left and a garden bed on the right.
It was so big if they wanted to they could get a pool installed.
"We could have had our wedding back here." Ben commented.
Miranda nodded and laughed "Its beautiful, big enough for a lot of friend and family gatherings and you can grill."
Ben pulled her close to him and looked over at the smiling agent, "I think we'd like to see the bedrooms now." Smirking and loving the shudder he could feel go through Miranda's body.
"Oh yes, up stairs" the realtor said leading the way back into the house.
"Don't be nasty" Miranda spit out as she slowly made her way up the stairs to join the woman and continue the tour.
"Now here we have the master bedroom with an en-suite, Complete with crown molding, 12 foot ceilings, 150 square feet walk in wardrobe , two person steam shower, two person Jacuzzi tub, two vanity sinks, and last but not least a private patio deck over looking the back yard. "This room is like a huge apartment." Ben said walking into the bathroom with his arms wrapped around his wife.
"I love the double doors. Miranda said looking back at them.
"There are other bedrooms down and across the hall, great for a baby's room the first one since it's the closest. Just the right amount of distance. " She explains glancing a smile over at the other two adults and then there is two other bedrooms and a guest room."
"Oh I love the view; I think this is my favorite room!" Miranda rubbed her stomach as she spoke.
"Oh I'm sure it is" comes Ben's smutty reply, to which he is quickly wacked across the back of the head by the small hands of his wife.
"Ouch!"
"Not in front of company!" Miranda's glares at him with her deep brown eyes.
"Yes dear, sorry" he apologized and slumped his shoulders rubbing the back of his head.
The four bedrooms were nice, not too big and not too small, perfect for any additions to the family. Closet space was ample and both bathrooms were in perfect condition.
Miranda was in love she didn't want to see anymore houses she was sold on this one. She walked back into the master bedroom standing on the patio.
Ben turned to the realtor "Could my wife and I have a moment to discuss the house, if you don't mind?"
"Of course not! Take your time."
"Miranda." He turned to face his wife, "This house is insane. It's huge."
"It's perfect." Miranda smiled
"You don't think its too much?" Ben asked curiously wrapping his arms around her waist, resting his hands on her belly.
"Ben, look at this back yard." She leaned into his chest. "Think of all the family barbeques, the swing set, birthday parties, and parties in general. And this room, the master suite." Mm, or the kitchen. The kitchen is incredible."
"And the finished basement, we could put in a movie theater and a giant play room for the kids."
"The garage is heated too." Ben added
"It is, and the office is sound proof." Miranda wiggled her eyebrow at him caressing his face.
"Okay, okay, this is it. Miranda. This is our home."
Miranda turned in his arms and grabbed her husband by the face and laid a sweet long kiss on his lips,
"Now, let's go tell her."
A month to the date of the viewing of the house, it was being filled with their furniture and belongings. Ben and Miranda both decided it would be best to take a few days off from work to complete the move in its entirety rather than a little at a time. They got the help of Derek, Mark, Owen, Alex ,and Jackson. They were the first to arrive at their new home. They hired professional movers to bring all the heavy furniture and boxes from storage. All that was left was what was in their apartment, and the guys would bring that through out the course of the day. They made way to their future bedroom and started to unpack all the necessities.
Ben couldn't help how sexy his wife looked, dressed so simply. She had on a pair of leggings and a grey tank top, that was hugging her belly. Miranda quit some time ago and went to go make everyone dinner, she couldn't keep up with them.
The guys finished the rest of the house putting everything in place under Miranda's guidance. Ben stayed down in the basement with the guys while Miranda went up stairs to get ready for bed. They had an appointment tomorrow to find out the baby's sex.
"How is pregnant wife life treating you." Jackson asked holding his beer up.
"Its okay." Everyone laughed at his statement and raised their eyebrows.
"Okay, having a pregnant wife sucks." Ben laughed. "Don't repeat that." Ben finished.
"We know it does." Everyone said laughing at him.
"You know, you hear about the pregnancy glow women get at their best while growing new life. Not here. Oh no. I was greeted by the sound of Miranda retching in the bathroom every morning. In the beginning, I rushed to her side. Offered to hold her hair back, offered to get her some crackers and ginger ale, I offered to do whatever. But she just looked at me like she was cursing me out in her head. After a few weeks of this morning sickness she was sick of it and she was sick of me. Because in her words I did this to her. I woke up one morning with a back ache and I complained. She kicked me hard in my calf.
She's 7 months now she finally has the glow so to speak and she's happy most of the time. We find out the sex tomorrow because she wanted to wait. The baby shower is next month so maybe it will continue to be this way. "
The next morning they made it to the hospital for her appointment.
"How can I help you" the receptionist asked as she looked up from her computer
"Hi, yes I am here for my ultrasound, my name is Miranda Bailey" Miranda said smiling
"Okay Mrs.Bailey I will let them know you're here" she said politely
"thank you" she said quietly and went to sit down with her husband.
5 minutes later "Miranda Bailey!" the nurse called her she stood up with the help of Ben and they walked over to the nurse
"Hey nurse Nicole" she said walking past her in to the small hallway
"Hi Dr.Bailey, How are you feeling?" she asked
"I'm feeling good I can't wait to find out the gender." Miranda smiled.
"What gender are you hoping for?"
"I'm hoping for a girl but you know my luck." Miranda said smiling
"good,good now lay on the table and lift your shirt up." The nurse said as we all walked in to the exam room.
"Are you excited to be a father Dr.Warren?"
"Yes, I sure am." Ben said.
"OK lets see what your having"
After a few minuets of searching the nurse finally found the baby and she said "Congratulations It's a boy." Ben grinned so hard looking over at Miranda who was frowning.
"Check again Nicole." Miranda said looking at the monitor.
"It's a boy Miranda." She said pointing at his parts laughing.
"Uggh okay if you say so." She turned to her husband and smiled at his grinning face. Ben leaned down and kissed her lips passionately.
"It's a boy. " Ben repeated ecstatic.
Saturday had finally arrived and it was the morning of the party. Miranda had plans to do a bit of her work and she wanted a surgery, she needed to cut.
Her mom, Ben's mom, his sister and Callie were decorating their backyard and preparing all of the snacks and games while Miranda was supposed to be helping, but was sneaking off to work. Miranda put her hand on the doorknob twisting it when she heard no one other than her husband clearing his throat.
"And where would you be going?" Ben asked curiously.
Miranda slowly turned around. "Please babe, to the hospital, I know this is my day off and it's the day of the shower, but I need a surgery and to get away from them. She said nodding her head towards the back yard.
"I wont take anything more than two hours I promise and I will be back here in no time."
Ben nodded his head walking over to his wife pulling her into his arms and rubbing his hands across her backside. "Go have fun. I'll cover for you." Ben kissed her lips.
"Thank youuu. You really are the best husband a girl can ask for." And with that she was out the door.
Miranda arrived back at the house after doing a cholecystectomy. She felt wonderful, she walk upstairs and prepared herself for her shower. She was excited to see what they put together for a little doctor theme. After an hour she was complete with her look she did her make up, hair, and got dressed. She was slightly annoyed that her husband kept rushing her.
"Miranda are you coming down?" Ben asked his wife who was currently standing there looking at herself in the mirror.
Miranda glared at him, her brown eyes fuming "You try being eight months pregnant and carrying a cantaloupe inside you then get back to me." She said and turned and continued to stare at her navy blue dress in the mirror.
"I can't wait til this baby comes." He muttered and winced as Miranda gave him the stare down.
"What was that.?"
"Nothing baby guest are arriving?" Ben said as he watched Miranda roll her eyes.
Miranda walked downstairs and into the back yard. She looked around at all the streamers, the balloons and balloon towers in the shape of syringes, the gifts and if that wasn't mistaken there were plenty of goodies with cakes, brownies and cookies surrounding her, and it made her feel starved, so she went and helped herself to a couple of brownies. "Not bad." She thought as she chewed her brownies walking around taking everything in. They really out did themselves. There was little white coats that said baby Warren and stethoscopes on the table as centerpieces, Fake pill bottles with smarties in them, pretzels that looked like thermometers and cookies in the shape of band aids. They had marshmallows in a jar representing cotton balls.
She teared up at the sign that said future md on it. And the cake sitting on the table. It was two tiered and all white with blue stripes on the bottom and blue poca dots on the top
In the middle it said "Paging Baby Warren." With a stethoscope on the side.
When Miranda sat in the chair beside Ben Callie announced it was time for games pulling Miranda up out of the chair to the center of the backyard.
"Your not measuring me." Miranda huffed.
"We are not measuring you , just your belly."
Miranda stood in the center of the room and she rolled her eyes as she heard the snipping of scissors, and looked around to see everyone squinting and holding their hands up to try and measure her from a distance.
After waiting for a few minutes, everyone had their string ready. Addison went first, she flew in yesterday to deliver Miranda's baby and also for a vacation. She walked up and wrapped the string around Miranda's torso. It was about an inch too long.
"You think I'm fat!" Miranda popped her hand as Addison sat back down.
"Damn, I've always won this game!" Addison whined.
Everybody else went, and they were too short. Last was Ben's mom. She went up with a smirk on her face and slid the string around her daughter in law. It fit nearly perfectly.
After a few more games which were all won by either her or Ben's mom,
"So let's start opening presents." Callie said excitedly handing a gift to Miranda.
Miranda took the gift and opened it and then smiled when she saw a small Yankees shirt.
"This is mine, he will need it when all the guys take him to see the game." Derek said smiling.
She smiled at him and Ben nodded.
Second was a really cute stroller from Meredith.
"When you get back to work, you will love that damn thing. It came in handy" Meredith reasoned.
Miranda laughed "I know I bought you the same brand."
Next was presents from Jackson, April, and Alex
She got a really cute black and yellow diaper bag .
When she got to Alex gift inside was onesies.
"Before you look at what they say, please note that Alex special ordered them off of this website." Meredith laughed.
Miranda cautiously took the first one out. It said, "Did 9 months hard time, currently serving 18 years parole."
She held up the next one "my mom's a bad ass surgeon."
Miranda laughed and thought it was adorable, but it sent Callie and Addison over the edge. They were both a bit tipsy, so to them it was the best thing that they've ever heard.
Miranda shook her head and laughed hard at the other one, which read, "All mommy wanted was a back rub." "It's true." She said turning to Ben who made a face saying she was lying.
She read off the next one. "My Dad and I both like nice boobs."
Miranda blushed and she put her head in her hands as she mumbled, "That's definitely the work of Alex."
The next was a present from Richard, it was a play doctor set with abdomen scans, plastic scalpels, and a fake little doctors coat.
"Start them young, you know?" Richard said, acknowledging his present.
Miranda and Ben knew they were choking hazards, but they was sure that they would come in handy in a few years. She nodded along to Richard's speech and thanked him. She went through blankets, ridiculously adorable outfits, bottle warmers, and even one of those circular pillow for breast feeding.
The last set was from her mother. The first was a picture frame with the caption "Baby's First Year" with mini frames for each of the 12 months. The second was a big knitted quilt, with soft blue and yellow colors. Miranda loved it she knew her mom made it herself.
Thank you," she whispered, "It's beautiful."
"Callie I have something for you." Miranda said rocking trying to get up from the chair. Ben walked over and pulled her up trying not to crack a smile.
Miranda walked over and pulled out a white bag from under the table.
Miranda handed Callie the bag.
"I get a gift." Callie smiled
"Yes open it." Miranda encouraged.
Callie reached into the bag. Pulling out a onesie and started crying after she read it. "Great besties get promoted to Godmother."
"Calliope are you crying?" Miranda asked hugging her She nodded shaking her head wildly.
"How long have you two been friends. Ben's mom Victoria asked?
We met our intern year. I didn't like her at first.
Callie smiled cutting her off " I didn't like you either."
"Uhhh anyway. We eventually realized that we were two of the smartest people besides our chief and we would work together finding cases scanning the ER's for patients. She became my right hand girl. I could talk to her about anything and she could talk to me about anything and she literally does."
"I really do , she's married now so I can't come sleep in her bed and talk all night. Callie said rolling her eyes at Ben playfully
After another hour or so of talking and eating cake, everyone got ready to leave and helped clean up. Miranda's parents got on a plane headed back home.
Ben laid in bed while Miranda lotion down her legs sitting in the chair.
"Stop looking at me like that." Miranda said
"Like what?" Ben smiled.
"Like you want to do some things to me."
"I always want to do some things to you." he smirked.
She waddled over to him and hit his arm. " Im sorry babe." Miranda said sincerely.
"Sorry for what?"
"That we haven't had sex in two months almost three." She honestly felt bad for her husband.
"Miranda don't apologize sex isn't everything. I'm fine." She leaned down pecking his lips before getting into bed.
Miranda awoke to a tightening in her abdomen. It wasn't too painful, but there was a strengthening measure of discomfort. "Mmf.." she moaned softly, trying to kneed out the cramp in her belly with the palm of her hand. Palming the bare skin of her lower belly with pressure, Miranda breathed out slowly; the pain was subsiding. Braxton-Hicks contractions had been riddling her body for the past couple of weeks, and while she knew they were just for "practice," each pang made her more anxious for the actual labor. She felt a huge shift beneath her hand, her baby rolling over and sighed. It was 1am. Like clockwork, he began his shifting and kicking. As she struggled to raise her heavy body up by her elbows, Ben sharply inhaled from his sleep. Miranda pursed her lips; she didn't like disturbing her husband's sleep. There was little he could do to ease her discomfort, and with his work schedule she knew he needed sleep almost as much as she did.
"Mmm," Ben grumbled, furrowing his brow and opening his eyes onto the darkness of his bedroom. He slightly shifted and turned to the body laying next to him. "Wha-times-it?" His voice was still heavy with sleep.
Miranda was still working on perching her back up against her lumbar pillow. "Late," she responded breathlessly. "Go back to sleep."
Ben rubbed his eyes as his brain woke up. "You okay, baby?" He asked, now aware of the situation. It was one he was all too familiar with. His heavily pregnant wife had lost all ability to sleep more than a few hours at a time and it was affecting him, too. As his eyes adjusted to the dark, he found her, and he quickly helped pull her up onto her pillows for support. Despite the lack of light, he could see the bags underneath her eyes and sighed. "How long have you been awake, Miranda?"
Too tired to lie, Miranda shrugged and rubbed the skin that was exposed from her too small night shirt. "I don't even know. I've been on and off all night. I think I might have just gotten 15 minutes, but your little one just began his nightly wrestling class."
He scooted closer to her and massaged her thigh underneath the blanket. "Can I do anything?"
Miranda shook her head and took another deep breath She closed her eyes and rubbed her belly, reveling in her husband's scent and calming presence. "I think I'm having contractions," she said softly into the darkness. She felt Ben's body tense up.
"What? Really?" He gasped. His hand flew back to her belly and slid underneath the material of her shirt, as if he was trying to look for clarification.
She nodded again. "Nothing worth timing. They're not consistent or anything. But I'm definitely feeling things. I tell you one thing this pregnancy is one for the books and we want a girl." Miranda said shaking her head in disbelief." You men right from the very beginning, you suck the life out of us."
"It was like this with Tuck?" Ben asked rubbing her belly back and forth.
"With Tuck I was sick all the time, hungry and desperately wanted Milkshakes."
"This is a total different ball game. I'm tired and have terrible back pain."
"I'm sorry." Ben said sincerely.
"Hey what did you tell me earlier, don't apologize ,I love this baby and even this sucky pregnancy, I wouldn't change it for anything."
"Ok." He spoke softly. Miranda noticed that every time Ben spoke the baby stilled.
"Hey do that again."
"Do what?" Ben said sitting up on his elbow.
"That, keep talking. He stops moving when you talk."
Ben randomly said things to the baby while Miranda got into a comfortable position. After a few minutes she was able to close her eyes and fall asleep. Ben could tell she was really tired because she rarely snored. He continued to talk to the baby a little while longer until he was sure she was in a deep sleep.
The following day, Miranda heaved her body out of bed and made her way to the master bathroom to shower. Few things eased her back pain like the hot water from her shower head and she was eager for that relief. She had felt Ben get up almost an hour prior and assumed he was making himself busy in the kitchen or nursery. She stripped off her clothing and underwear and stepped in front of her full length mirror to inspect her changing form.
Her belly button stuck out to a point, as if to say, "all done!" Her aching breasts were swollen and getting bigger, as they sat properly atop her baby mound. Miranda took note of the color and size of her nipples. She hadn't allowed Ben near her breasts in weeks. His fondling had become too painful. In fact, she'd had to cut off their physical relationship entirely. She was experiencing a lot of what her doctor referred to as "lightning pain". Sudden movements, sitting down, and physical contact sent sharp pains starting in her vagina all the way up her pelvis to her back. Miranda's eyes wandered down her body and she turned to her side to look at her profile. Her belly looked lower he had definitely "dropped" over the last day or two she waddled towards the shower.
With the water now running down her, Miranda didn't notice the bathroom door open as Ben quietly snuck in. He ogled his wife's naked form and quickly discarded his sweaty clothing, eager to join her in the steam. Their master bathroom shower was "open air," with only a wall of glass protecting the rest of the room from splashes. Ben swiftly walked into the shower area and slipped his arms around the back of Miranda's body.
"How about a rub down?" He breathed into her ear, moving his arms up and down her sides in rough knead.
Miranda jumped a little at the intrusion, but she laughed and turned around. Water streamed down their bodies. "What are you doing?"
Ben grinned down at her. "Sorry. I didn't want to scare you. I just got done painting the nursery and Tuck's room a different color. Thought I'd join you for a shower." He leaned into the cascading water and nipped Miranda's nose playfully with his own. "Okay, Thanks I can't wait to see them both."
Miranda smirked at her husband and reached over to the shelf, grabbing the body wash. She pressed the bottle into Ben's sculpted chest. "Fine, then. Make yourself useful." She took a step closer, pressing her body as closely as she could into his torso. She rested her hands on the small of her back, relieving some of the discomfort and closed her eyes. He happily obliged and started washing her body
"How are you feeling this morning? Any more contractions?"
Miranda shook her head. "Nothing. Just lots of back pain..the usual."
Ben frowned. "Turn around."
She obliged. Ben began his routine back massage, hoping to grant her some comfort.
"Mmm, lower, Ben," Miranda breathed, as her husband's hands pressed firmly into her back. He moved lower.
"Lower," she requested, "hmf..lower"
"Baby, I'm on your ass."
Miranda braced herself against the shower wall. "Well that's where the pain is now," she grunted. "Yeah, right there. Harder, please."
Ben continued kneading into her tailbone. "That's pretty low," he said
"Go down further." Ben eyes got wide, he was getting turned on.
The water continued running down softly as the couple shared a few moments of silence. Ben maintained applying pressure onto his wife's lower body as she peacefully leaned into the wall, enjoying his hands.
They finished showering and toweling down; but, he stopped Miranda before she began dressing.
"Hold on, baby," he said softly. "I want to look at you." His eyes trailed down to her protruding abdomen.
Miranda shot him a questioning look, but she dropped her bra and beckoned him over with her eyes. She watched him place his hands on her belly and press gently. Miranda was grateful that they are together – she was completely comfortable with him inspecting her naked body, even in its current shape. They shared an intimacy that only came with time and trust.
He rubbed her belly in wonder for a few more moments before her breasts caught his eye and he took a step away from her. "God damn. You're really killing me."
Miranda chuckled and raised a brow.
"You've never looked sexier," he explained, reaching for his clothes. "Like, seriously. Those turn me on so much. It's killing me not to touch them. Or you."
It's hard for me, too." She soothed. "Pregnancy hormones are real. I want you all the time, but he doesn't agree. She said pointing at her belly. "But all though I feel pretty great after that shower." She said slowly.
"How about another massage?" Ben grinned.
"I would like that."
He led them back into their bedroom and sat naked Miranda onto their unmade sheets.
Miranda leaned back and She spread her legs towards Ben.
Ben grabbed the lotion and looked up he did a double take. It had been nearly three months since he'd been allowed access inside his wife, and seeing her laying there, spread eagle and asking for him to touch her, nearly knocked him over.
"Wait Miranda I was really going to give you a massage." Ben whispered gruffly holding up the lotion bottle, as Miranda struggled to position herself differently. She responded with a lustful look. "Get up here now and have your way with me."