November 4th, 2002

Week 24

Randi pulled herself unsteadily out of the chair. She was getting way too big too quickly. She was afraid she would going to have a ten pounder. Randi bent her knees and took Irelands hands. She groaned.

"I swear, Landsie. This is getting hard." She chuckled, "I can barely pick you up." Randi pulled Ireland up to her hip. She peered out the window. The sudden drop in the temperature last night had really killed Aaron's memorial garden. Randi sighed softly. "I'm sure your brother doesn't mind."

Randi put Ireland in her highchair. She took in a deep breath as she lowered her own aching body into the chair beside her daughter. Randi put a bowl of macaroni in front of Ireland.

"Okay, Baby, we're going to try this on you today." She said, "Gotta love food experiments." Ireland looked at the macaroni and then to Randi. Randi chuckled slightly picking up a piece of macaroni and fed it to Ireland, "How's that pumpkin?" Ireland licked her lips and started picking up the macaroni. Randi chuckled sitting back in her seat.

"You're getting too big, Pumpkin." Randi smiled, "You'll be walking before we know it. Talking before we know it and we both know your going to say mama right?" Ireland giggled as she ate. "You better say Mama before Lyric gets here."

"Honey! I'm home!" Dave called out. Ireland immediately started bouncing as she heard Dave. Randi chuckled.

"We're in the kitchen." She said.

"Good." Dave said, "Because I have a surprise for you." Randi looked at him with a grin.

"For me?" Dave nodded and held up a smell plaque. It was brown with light blue lettering. It read 'Randi Wear'. "Oh Dave! It's beautiful!"

"It's for your office door, and this...Is for us to hang on the porch." Dave held up a large white and black sign that read 'Randi Wear: Unique clothes for unique people. Visit RandiWear.com.'

"Oh my god!" Randi squealed, "Its beautiful! Why did you get these?"

"Because I love you." Dave winked kissing Ireland's head. Randi jumped up.

"I'm going to hang these up." Randi grabbed the signs and skipped to her office. Dave sat in front of Ireland, listening to Randi starting to hammer on the door to her office.

"What have you got there, Pumpkin?" Dave picked up some of the macaroni and ate a piece. "Needs some butter or sauce if you ask me." Randi ran past him and outside to hang up the big sign. Dave shook his head and went to the stove, "What kind of sauce do we want lands?" He peered out the window and watched Randi climb on the step stool. "Okay, Land, do you want garden chunky style or tomato and garlic flavour?"

"Boooooooooooo." Ireland cooed from her highchair.

"I agree. Garden chunky style." Dave smiled opening the sauce jar and pouring it into the pot. A loud crash came from outside. It startled Dave. He looked out the window and saw Randi lying on the ground. "Shit." He ran outside, "Randi!"

"I'm okay." She groaned sitting up, rubbing her belly.

"Are you okay?" He asked helping her up.

"The bush broke my fall." She smiled weakly.

"I should take you to the hospital anyway." He said, "We don't want anything to happen to Lyric."

"She's fine and kicking my bladder." Randi said looking at her skinned elbow, "I just need to clean this. Okay?"

"All right. Next tumid let me hang the sign." Dave said softly touching her stomach, "Are you sure you two are okay?"

"We won't be if I get an infection in my elbow." She smiled limping slightly as she walked into the house. Dave frowned deeply following behind her.

"Randi, go upstairs and take a warm bath." He said. Randi bit her lip looking at him and nodded, "I will be up there to check on you. I'm going to monitor you for the next twenty-four hours and if anything changes I'm taking to county." Randi sighed. Sometimes being married to a doctor sucked. Dave did monitor Randi over the next twenty-four hours, but she was okay. She patched up her elbow and the kink in her leg had fixed itself. She still had to be very careful according to Dave.

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