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Still undressed, Kirsten just stared at Sandy, her face starting to turn bright red. Sandy stood there in shock for a few minutes as he stared back at Kirsten who looked like she didn't know what to do about what he just said. After the initial shock was over and he could see that Kirsten needed him, he walked over to her saying, "Kirsten...sit down...let's talk."

Forcefully, she sat on the bed, taking a pillow and covering her stomach with it. She knew she had to tell him now but she just didn't know how. All day long she couldn't stop thinking of the fact that they were still in school and didn't make a lot of money...she kept thinking that she couldn't handle the responsibilities of being a mother...and finally she thought that Sandy might not be ready for this right now...and here she was sitting on the bed with him and the pregnancy test that he found in the bathroom...now the time had come for her to tell him.

Anxious, Sandy said, "Kirsten, are you pregnant?"

She took a deep breath and began, "Sandy...I...I...didn't take the test...yet...but..." At this point she looked away from him, down at the pillow, and said very slowly, "I think I'm pregnant."

"Really?" he asked, smiling.

"Yeah," she responded softly, turning to look at him again with a smile.

"Are you sure you didn't take the test and are just not telling me that you are pregnant?"

"Sandy the box isn't even open," she snapped sarcastically but laughed after saying it and began to cry a little as she said, "I think I'm pregnant though. That's why I've been sick for the last few months."

"Sick for the last few months?" he asked concerned.

"I think its morning sickness. I've been throwing up when I get up. After you leave."

"Kirsten why didn't you tell me?" he asked sadly.

"It didn't dawn on me until today that I could be pregnant."

"But you still should have told me that you haven't been feeling well. Honey I'm here for you. Tell me everything. Talk to me."

"Okay."

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah."

"So were you planning on telling me today?"

"Yes. I just couldn't find a way to tell you when you first came home. So I figured I would tell you after dinner but then you saw the test because when I came home from the drug store I got scared to take it and then I got distracted and forgot to hide it-" she babbled, trying to explain her avoidance of the subject.

"-Kirsten. Stop. You don't have to go into such detail. I understand," he said laughing a little.

"You do?" she asked in denial and with a sweet tone.

"Yeah. Why don't you take the test now?"

"Should I?" she asked skeptically.

"Yes, Kirsten!"

"Are you sure?"

"Yes! Come on!" he said grabbing her hand and walking her toward the bathroom.

While she smiled as she followed him into the bathroom, suddenly she stopped and said, "Sandy, I'm scared!"

"What?"

"Sandy, I'm scared. What if I am pregnant?"

"That's wonderful honey. I hope you are."

"I know. I do too. But I'm scared about everything...like we are still in school...and we don't make that much money...and I'm scared that I'll fail at parenting and that the baby won't like me...and I'm scared of...of...everything!" she was shaking and crying as she finished speaking.

Sandy reached out and pulled Kirsten into a long hug and stroked her hair. "Oh Kirsten...it's okay...it's going to be okay...Kirsten you are such a strong and independent woman...you can do this...we can do this...there is nothing to be scared of...don't worry about the money we are doing fine financially...and as far as parenting goes...I'm sure we'll make some mistakes but we'll learn along the way...and Kirsten?"

"What?"

"How could you even think you would fail at parenting...I know you are going to make an excellent mother."

"Thanks," she said through sobs, giving a small smile.

"So come on, take the test. You are getting my hopes up."

"Okay."

They watched the test together, anxiously waiting the 2 minutes until they got the result.

Finally, Kirsten's pregnancy was confirmed. Sandy turned to Kirsten and started yelling excitedly, "You're pregnant! We're going to have a baby! We're going to have a baby! We're going to be parents!"

"I know!" she kept saying, trying to control her crying. "I can't believe it!" She was overwhelmed with emotions. She couldn't believe that they were going to have a baby. She always dreamed about having a family with Sandy and now it was going to happen.

He took Kirsten in his arms and started to pull her in for a hug, only to realize that there is a little baby growing inside her stomach and he didn't want to put too much pressure on the baby so he stepped back and laughed, looking down at Kirsten's stomach.

Kirsten smiled and looked down, putting her hand on her stomach, a little embarrassed that she was still in her bra and underwear and that her stomach was visible. Sandy touched her hand, saying, "Oh Kirsten, I love you," giving her a kiss on the lips.

"I love you too."

After they kissed he removed Kirsten's hand from her stomach and bent down and kissed her stomach.

"Sandy, that tickles!" Kirsten chuckled.

"I just wanted to say hi to our baby," he said smiling, still getting used to the idea of saying "our baby".

"I know. Could you kiss the baby for me too? I can't reach," she said smiling.

"Of course," Sandy bent down again and kissed Kirsten's stomach, saying, "We love you, baby."

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They anxiously awaited the arrival of the baby and after finding out that it was a boy, they prepared the nursery with the color baby blue. While Sandy was at work and school, Kirsten painted the nursery. She loved to paint ever since she decided to major in art history and this was the first time she got to use her creative side for something other than a school project. Sandy and her decided that she would take off this semester from school and work to have the baby and ever since that plan went into effect, she found herself extremely bored since she had always worked and went to school everyday for the last 3 years, so painting was something she enjoyed doing and it got her mind off of the fact that she was 8 months pregnant. 8 months pregnant and without a name for the baby. Sandy and Kirsten had thought of a bunch of names and had been trying to narrow them down to 5 put couldn't get it down to only 5.

Sandy came home from work to find Kirsten in the nursery, like she usually was every day. He stopped and glanced at his wife in the doorway. He watched her hum a lullaby as she arranged some toys on a shelf. He was so proud of Kirsten. The initial fears that she had when she first found out she was pregnant had disappeared over the last 8 months. He hadn't heard her complain once about pain or morning sickness. In fact, she had turned into a workaholic getting the baby's room finished. He smiled as he looked at her big tummy. It was really big now and he couldn't believe that Kirsten could move around like she did at 8 months pregnant. His thoughts were interrupted by Kirsten saying, "Sandy?"

"Oh, hi Kirsten, hi baby, how are you two doing?"

"We're fine, just fine," Kirsten smiled, rubbing her hand on her tummy.

"But you know Sandy we can't keep calling our baby "baby"."

"I know. We really have to start narrowing down our name list."

"Actually I know what name I want the baby to have," Kirsten said, unable to keep the smile inside her face anymore. She couldn't wait to tell Sandy.

"Oh really?" he asked surprised. "Would you like to include me in on this?"

"Sandy."

"Yes?"

"Sandy."

"What Kir I'm listening."

"Sandy," she said again and sat down in the rocking chair looking down at her tummy, and then said more quietly, "I want the baby to be named after you."

"What? Kirsten..." he said as he shook his head in protest.

"No I'm serious. And you aren't going to change my mind about this either."

"Kirsten that wouldn't be fair to you. What about picking a name?"

"I want the baby named after you. I'm fine with it. This is what I want."

"Kirsten as much as I am flattered that you want to name the baby after me, I just can't agree to that. Number one the baby should be named after us both and number two I don't like my name. Come on, let's pick a different name."

"With Sandy as the middle name?"

"Fine. Then you pick the baby's first name."

"Why do you have to make this so hard on me? I gave you a name and then you decide to change it on me. Oh Sandy." She got up and leaned against him. Hugs were pretty much out of the picture since her tummy was so big.

Sandy kissed Kirsten's head and held her. He made sure he comforted her a lot throughout the pregnancy as she sometimes needed some extra love and support.

When they pulled apart, Kirsten said with a smile, "But you are helping me pick out the name," and then walked out of the room to go grab a snack in the kitchen.

"Oh Kirsten, why do you always win!" Sandy laughed. He looked around the room again before following his wife into the kitchen. He smiled to himself. It was almost time for Kirsten and him to become parents.

TBC

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