I don't know why they say that you're eating for two when you're pregnant.
There's barely room in me for food for one. I still have two months to go
and I wish this baby would come out now. I guess I never paid much
attention to pregnant women before I got pregnant, but I don't seem to
recall swollen ankles being part of the description. Women tend to paint
it all as total bliss. They are lying. Not that I would change a thing.
Ok, I would change the morning sickness part. Fortunately, it only lasted
for two months. I don't think I could have handled it much longer.
Apparently, some women have it all nine months. Anyway, I didn't keep much
food down for those two months and I lost weight. The window of
opportunity of when a particular food even sounded good was incredibly
narrow during that time. Poor Nick. He was wonderful. Actually, he still
is wonderful. I don't know how many times he'd go to the trouble to make
me something, which sounded good before he cooked it, only to have it make
me sick after the first few bites.
I've been confined to the lab. Now, part of me is unhappy about that. I would really rather be out at crime scenes. However, considering that currently, I can't even see my feet, I don't think I'd be very helpful. I haven't been out in the field for a while. When Grissom saw me walk into one crime scene when I was still battling morning sickness and almost hurl all over the place, he not so tactfully indicated that perhaps I should stay at the lab rather than contaminate the scene. It hasn't all been bad. After all, the bathroom was much closer, which as this baby grows, I have a great appreciation for it's close proximity. I've also gotten to know the lab techs pretty well. Before, I didn't spend very much time around them save to get my results from them. These people are incredible. I have a great appreciation for what they do and how long it takes to do it. They are very dedicated. I have even considered getting some additional training so I can work in the lab. If Nick and I have more kids, I don't think that field work is going to be very child friendly while I'm pregnant and the kids are small.
I grin at the thought of Nick and I with kids. I remember back to when we were in Malibu that first time and how on our way to Disneyland I thought all we needed was a minivan, a couple of kids, and a golden retriever. Actually, I'm giving serious thought to the golden retriever. The minivan though still makes me cringe. I never would have thought even a year ago that I would be looking forward to having a baby. I'm sure most of the people in the lab never would have thought I would be looking forward to having a baby. Freaking out maybe, but not looking forward to it.
I glance at the clock. Shift is about half over. I've been wading through paperwork. It allows me to keep my feet up, which in turn keeps the swelling down. Physics does come in handy in real life. I do get to help out on cases when stuff comes into the lab. I can analyze evidence. I just tend to stay away from serious decomps. After the first couple weeks of morning sickness, people would warn me if they knew there was a decomp in the building. Apparently, no one really wanted to watch me throw up.
I smile. I hear footsteps behind me. The owner is trying to be sneaky, but I know his shampoo. "Hey, Nicky."
He chuckles. He knows he can't sneak up on me. "Hey, Sar." He leans down and kisses my cheek. "How's the mother of my child doing tonight?"
I grin. I love it when he calls me that. I also love it when he calls me wife. I used to think that things like that were sexist, but I know how much Nick loves me and they make me feel special and cherished because I know that no one else on the planet is called those things by Nick Stokes. "Do you want to carry this child for a while, I'm a little tired?"
He grins at my quip. He only thinks I'm joking though. "You know if I could, I would, sweetheart."
I raise an eyebrow at him. "Did you wrap up your scene?"
He nods. "Yeah, there wasn't much there to collect. I'm stuck here doing paperwork unless we get another call." He grins. I know that he's looking forward to doing paperwork, not because he enjoys it, but because it gives him an excuse to sit with me and flirt.
I get an idea and start to stand. That is more difficult these days. From behind, no one would suspect that I'm having a baby. From the side though, it looks like I've swallowed a basketball. It could be worse, I could be gaining weight all over. Nick takes my hand and helps me up.
I grin at his quizzical expression. "Take a break with me. I need to go get some fresh air."
He grins and takes my hand and we slowly walk down the hallway toward the front entrance. We walk out to Nick's Tahoe and he leans against it, pulling me back to rest against him. He wraps his arms around me and puts his hands on my belly. He loves this. He loves to feel the baby kick. I've teased him that it's not nearly as fun for me. The baby has a knack of kicking the wind right out of me at times. We don't know the sex of the baby, but the way it kicks I'm betting that it's a boy. Nick thinks it's a girl. One thing we know for sure, it's a baby.
I lean my head against Nick's shoulder. Did I mention that I love this man. "I love you, Nick."
He chuckles and kisses my neck. "I love you, Sar."
I turn in his embrace. Another thing that's a little trickier with a swollen belly. I want a proper kiss from my husband. I waggles my eyebrows at him as I wrap my arms around his neck.
He chuckles. His hands rest on the sides of my swollen abdomen. By the expression on his face, I can tell he's just felt what I just did. This baby of ours sure can kick. He leans down and kisses me. I love kissing Nick. In fact I think we've gotten a little carried away because I hear someone clearing their throat.
Nick and I pull apart and glance over to the source of the noise.
Warrick is standing there grinning. "I see you two are taking a break."
Nick grins and chuckles. "I was just making out with the sexiest woman in the world." His hands caress my belly and I know he's hoping that the baby will kick again.
I giggle. The funny thing is that even though I feel like I'm the size of a bus, Nick means what he says. In fact, I think the fact that I'm pregnant is a turn on for him. Not in a sick way, but I'm carrying his child, and quite frankly, we're still newlyweds. We've only been married a little over seven months. This is a honeymoon baby after all. My growing belly has not deterred our sex life, just made it a bit more challenging.
Warrick chuckles. "Well, after you two finish making out, I'll be in the lab working on some evidence."
Nick just grins. "Evidence, huh? We've just got paperwork."
Warrick rolls his eyes. He knows that when Nick and I get to work on paperwork together that we spend half our time flirting. Warrick waves as he walks away. "I'll see you later then."
Nick and I just grin and then pick up where we left off. We eventually make our way back inside to work on paperwork, and so I can put my feet up. They're starting to swell and I'm craving Ben and Jerry's Chunky Monkey Ice Cream.
I've been confined to the lab. Now, part of me is unhappy about that. I would really rather be out at crime scenes. However, considering that currently, I can't even see my feet, I don't think I'd be very helpful. I haven't been out in the field for a while. When Grissom saw me walk into one crime scene when I was still battling morning sickness and almost hurl all over the place, he not so tactfully indicated that perhaps I should stay at the lab rather than contaminate the scene. It hasn't all been bad. After all, the bathroom was much closer, which as this baby grows, I have a great appreciation for it's close proximity. I've also gotten to know the lab techs pretty well. Before, I didn't spend very much time around them save to get my results from them. These people are incredible. I have a great appreciation for what they do and how long it takes to do it. They are very dedicated. I have even considered getting some additional training so I can work in the lab. If Nick and I have more kids, I don't think that field work is going to be very child friendly while I'm pregnant and the kids are small.
I grin at the thought of Nick and I with kids. I remember back to when we were in Malibu that first time and how on our way to Disneyland I thought all we needed was a minivan, a couple of kids, and a golden retriever. Actually, I'm giving serious thought to the golden retriever. The minivan though still makes me cringe. I never would have thought even a year ago that I would be looking forward to having a baby. I'm sure most of the people in the lab never would have thought I would be looking forward to having a baby. Freaking out maybe, but not looking forward to it.
I glance at the clock. Shift is about half over. I've been wading through paperwork. It allows me to keep my feet up, which in turn keeps the swelling down. Physics does come in handy in real life. I do get to help out on cases when stuff comes into the lab. I can analyze evidence. I just tend to stay away from serious decomps. After the first couple weeks of morning sickness, people would warn me if they knew there was a decomp in the building. Apparently, no one really wanted to watch me throw up.
I smile. I hear footsteps behind me. The owner is trying to be sneaky, but I know his shampoo. "Hey, Nicky."
He chuckles. He knows he can't sneak up on me. "Hey, Sar." He leans down and kisses my cheek. "How's the mother of my child doing tonight?"
I grin. I love it when he calls me that. I also love it when he calls me wife. I used to think that things like that were sexist, but I know how much Nick loves me and they make me feel special and cherished because I know that no one else on the planet is called those things by Nick Stokes. "Do you want to carry this child for a while, I'm a little tired?"
He grins at my quip. He only thinks I'm joking though. "You know if I could, I would, sweetheart."
I raise an eyebrow at him. "Did you wrap up your scene?"
He nods. "Yeah, there wasn't much there to collect. I'm stuck here doing paperwork unless we get another call." He grins. I know that he's looking forward to doing paperwork, not because he enjoys it, but because it gives him an excuse to sit with me and flirt.
I get an idea and start to stand. That is more difficult these days. From behind, no one would suspect that I'm having a baby. From the side though, it looks like I've swallowed a basketball. It could be worse, I could be gaining weight all over. Nick takes my hand and helps me up.
I grin at his quizzical expression. "Take a break with me. I need to go get some fresh air."
He grins and takes my hand and we slowly walk down the hallway toward the front entrance. We walk out to Nick's Tahoe and he leans against it, pulling me back to rest against him. He wraps his arms around me and puts his hands on my belly. He loves this. He loves to feel the baby kick. I've teased him that it's not nearly as fun for me. The baby has a knack of kicking the wind right out of me at times. We don't know the sex of the baby, but the way it kicks I'm betting that it's a boy. Nick thinks it's a girl. One thing we know for sure, it's a baby.
I lean my head against Nick's shoulder. Did I mention that I love this man. "I love you, Nick."
He chuckles and kisses my neck. "I love you, Sar."
I turn in his embrace. Another thing that's a little trickier with a swollen belly. I want a proper kiss from my husband. I waggles my eyebrows at him as I wrap my arms around his neck.
He chuckles. His hands rest on the sides of my swollen abdomen. By the expression on his face, I can tell he's just felt what I just did. This baby of ours sure can kick. He leans down and kisses me. I love kissing Nick. In fact I think we've gotten a little carried away because I hear someone clearing their throat.
Nick and I pull apart and glance over to the source of the noise.
Warrick is standing there grinning. "I see you two are taking a break."
Nick grins and chuckles. "I was just making out with the sexiest woman in the world." His hands caress my belly and I know he's hoping that the baby will kick again.
I giggle. The funny thing is that even though I feel like I'm the size of a bus, Nick means what he says. In fact, I think the fact that I'm pregnant is a turn on for him. Not in a sick way, but I'm carrying his child, and quite frankly, we're still newlyweds. We've only been married a little over seven months. This is a honeymoon baby after all. My growing belly has not deterred our sex life, just made it a bit more challenging.
Warrick chuckles. "Well, after you two finish making out, I'll be in the lab working on some evidence."
Nick just grins. "Evidence, huh? We've just got paperwork."
Warrick rolls his eyes. He knows that when Nick and I get to work on paperwork together that we spend half our time flirting. Warrick waves as he walks away. "I'll see you later then."
Nick and I just grin and then pick up where we left off. We eventually make our way back inside to work on paperwork, and so I can put my feet up. They're starting to swell and I'm craving Ben and Jerry's Chunky Monkey Ice Cream.
