Anonymous said:
Can u write a fic that's Maddie find out she is pregnant, but she is too worried to tell Chim. Chim find out there is something wrong with her and find that out himself? Thanks ? ﾟﾙﾂlove ur fic ?
Maddie stared at the stick in her hand, unable to process it. In the other room, Chimney was cuddling their five month old daughter. In the bathroom, Maddie had just discovered she was pregnant again.
Hadn't they been careful? Maddie counted back through the past few times they'd had sex, frowning because she couldn't remember any sloppiness. He'd worn a condom, every time.
No.
She flushed at the memory.
Not every time. She distinctly remembered one night they had both gotten a little tipsy, very handsy, and she flushed even harder to remember how many times they'd had sex that night.
There hadn't been a condom the second time. The first time, they'd been in the moment enough to remember, but the second time had been entirely an accident. They'd been cuddling in the aftermath and then Maddie had started kissing him again, and tried to give him a hand job, and it had ended with him coming inside her.
Okay. Well. It wasn't like Chimney hadn't had his fun too. He and Maddie had been more than equal and willing partners every time they'd...partnered up. And it's not like this was an illogical consequence, but Maddie had been breastfeeding. Breastfeeding usually helped as a backup to contraception. It wasn't foolproof, of course, nothing was.
She sighed, sliding the stick back into its box and shoving it deep into the trash. She really didn't know how to tell Chimney. "Hi, your baby mama who just gave birth five minutes ago is pregnant again."
They were both still so exhausted, so sleep deprived. What was she supposed to say? Mango wasn't even sleep trained yet, they had started trying but every time it ended with Maddie running into her room to rescue her daughter because she refused to ever let Mango cry it out without her parents there.
They would have to find another way. Maddie had been looking at alternatives, but that was before she'd discovered she was pregnant. What was she supposed to do now?
She placed her hands on her stomach, shaking her head. She hadn't even lost the baby weight yet. Yes, she and Chimney had been planning on more kids. Of course she wanted another. But so soon?
She looked at herself in the mirror. She was still in leggings, her hair tossed up in a messy scraggle that could barely be called a ponytail, and she still wore an oversized sweater from yesterday over her nursing bra.
She kicked the trash can back under the sink, and left the bathroom in a haze. Was she excited? Was she happy? Did she want to be happy? What did she want? Did she want this baby? Did she want to be pregnant?
She stopped short as she entered the living room. Chimney was standing there, gently bouncing Mango, and something in Maddie's heart just exploded.
"Chim, I have something to tell you," she began, and he looked up.
"You're pregnant," he said simply, and she stared at him.
"How did you know?" She stammered.
"The salmon last night made you sick again," he shrugged. "And then you've been in a tailspin all day today. I figured you'd talk to me about it when you're ready."
She nodded, tears in her eyes. Of course he knew. He knew her so well, like the back of his hand, and more than that, he paid attention to every tiny detail. She hadn't even told him that the salmon had made her queasy; she'd just picked at it during the meal.
"So," she said, afraid of the answer. "Are you happy?"
Chimney's eyes met hers, tender. "Are you?" He said simply. "I know getting pregnant this soon wasn't in the cards, and Maddie, you're in charge here. You're the one who's pregnant."
"Yeah," she said. "Um. Obviously this wasn't the plan, but...yeah. I don't think we're ready for two, but I think two is ready for us."
He walked over to her, wrapping the arm that wasn't holding Mango around her, and Maddie held him close, pressing a kiss to her daughter's head.
Two. They were going to be parents of two.