hMay 29, 2002
Randi's health was scaring Dave. She was sleeping all of the time that is when she wasn't busy throwing up. Dave told her to go to the doctor, but she continued to refuse. Dave stood by the bathroom door as Randi flushed the toilet.
"Randi, are you okay?" Dave asked softly.
"Just fine and dandy." Randi mumbled opening one of the moving boxes to get her bathrobe. "Ireland needs her lunch."
"She can wait." Dave said.
"She's four months old." Randi snapped, "She can't feed herself." Dave sighed. He couldn't fight with her when she was like this, so he went to go feed Ireland.
"So, how does mushy peas and mushy squash sound?" Dave asked. Ireland cooed looking at Dave, "I think so as well, but you're a baby and you need to eat this type of thing until you get teeth to gnaw on some steak and baby back ribs."
Ireland smiled brightly as Dave loaded the green mush onto the baby spoon He slid it into his daughter's mouth. Ireland's face contorted. Dave laughed slightly.
"Just as I thought." Dave smiled, "Hey Lands, what do you think is wrong with mommy? She's really worrying me." He sighed slightly. "I'll drag her into the hospital if I have to." Dave finally finished feeding Ireland. He brought her upstairs into her nursery. "Okay, Princess, why don't you try to get some sleep for me. If you're not tired then, stare at your mobile, and be quiet for about twenty minutes." He kissed Irelands forehead and walked back into their bedroom to find Randi sitting on the end of the bed sobbing into her hands, "Randi?"
"G-God Dave." She sobbed. Dave sat on the bed and wrapped his arms around her.
"What's wrong, Sweetheart?" He asked stroking her hair. His heart pounded seeing her cry like this. Randi sobbed into his chest. "Randi, please tell me what's wrong. Are you still ill?"
I c-can't do this again." She sobbed.
"Randi, please talk to me." Dave said. Randi pulled away.
"You're g-going to hate me, Dave." She said. Dave shook his head.
"Randi, that could never happen." He said brushing her brown hair off of her forehead.
"Yes it could." Randi got up and went into the bathroom. Dave stared at her. She walked out; crying harder His heart was pounding. He was scared that something was wrong. Randi held out her hand showing Dave something. He looked into her hand and saw a pregnancy test with a big red plus sign. He stared at the test. His heart pounded even harder.
"Is th-that positive?" He asked hoarsely.
"Yes!" She cried, "I t-told you! I told you you would stop loving me!" Randi sobbed running out of the room. Dave sat there for a moment. Randi was pregnant. Randi was pregnant. Randi was pregnant. Randi left. Dave bolted up and ran after her.
"Randi, wait." Dave ran down the stairs and grabbed Randi's wrist, "Wait."
"What, Dave? What!!" She cried looking at him, "I'm pregnant, Dave. Ireland is barley four months old and I'm fucking pregnant."
"I know Honey." Dave said softly touching her cheek. "Randi, I don't know what to say."
"That you want a divorce and you hate me." She whimpered. Dave sighed
"Randi, you really think I'm going to divorce you over us creating a child?" Randi nodded slowly, "You're wrong sweetheart. My heart and soul are frigging terrified, but I would not could not stop loving you." Fresh tears started to spring up in her eyes.
"Wh-What are w-we going to do?" She whispered. Dave sighed shaking his head.
"Enjoy this pregnancy like we couldn't with Ireland's." He said, "Raise a family. Work harder. I don't know, but we'll do this Randi. We can do it. We're Maluccis."
"They're going to be so close in age." She whispered.
"Hey, being close in age will make them closer as friends." He said kissing her forehead.
"how can you be so calm?" She asked. Dave shrugged.
"I'll freak out later, but right now I don't have time to. We have a lot to do." He said. Randi nodded.
"I'm so scared." She whispered. Dave rewrapped his arms around her.
"So am I Randi. So am I." He said softly, holding her tightly.
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