A/N: Okay, so I am thinking about what to do now. I have an idea that I am probably going to be writing up to the birth. But not in actual time. I am going to skip ahead. Don't worry I will label what part of the pregnancy we are at. Keep reading to find out if it is a boy or a girl. That is coming up in a chapter or two. I love anyone who reads this and reviews this.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, but I would love to own Logan. (He isn't in the story though)
Ch.9: The Joys Of Pregnancy.
Month one:
Lorelai woke up to the smell of coffee. She immediately felt anger, who would make coffee in her house when they know she can't have any? She climbed out of bed, and a wave of nausea hit her like a title wave. As she was bent over the toilet the first thought that came to her mind was Damn Mexican food. She hadn't had any cravings yet, but the nausea didn't waste any time.
Rory looked up from the paper in time to see her mom come down the stairs. She gave Luke a help me look and tried her best to hide her coffee. "Morning, mom." She smiled her biggest, fakest smile she had.
"Don't 'morning, mom' me, young lady. I know you're drinking coffee."
Rory looked at Luke, who was sitting across from her, again. He shrugged. "I told you the smell would wake her. You had been warned."
Lorelai turned to her husband. "Oh, you act as if you're innocent. You made it for her."
Luke's eyes widened as if in shock, "Hey, I am not the one drinking the poison. She is." He pointed at Rory.
"You volunteered the coffee, mister." Rory said. She looked at Luke's surprised face and chuckled. "If I am going down you are going down with me."
Luke smiled and stood up to greet Lorelai. He kissed her cheek. "Morning."
She smiled, faintly. She had forgotten how bad morning sickness was. Her mood was changing too. She found herself angry at the tiniest things. It wasn't exactly mood swings, but it was close. "Luke, sweetie. You love me, right?" she sat down next to Rory.
Luke turned from making breakfast to Lorelai. "What do you want?"
"Why, Luke. Whatever do you mean? I was just curious."
He thought about it for a while, and when he found no way out but to play along, he nodded. "Yah, I love you."
She looked as if to process this, then continued. " Okay, you love me. I need coffee. So, would you be a dear?"
He turned and poured something into a glass. He gave her the glass, with juice in it. She growled in defeat. And took a sip. "Thank you, very much." She said sarcastically.
"You're welcome. Sorry we woke you so early. It is Saturday. Maybe you should go back to bed." He placed food in front of Rory, who smiled and took a big bite of her pancakes.
"I am up now. Did you make me pancakes?"
He rolled his eyes. "No, I made just enough for me and Rory. We were going to eat it in front of you." He placed a plate in front of her.
She faked a laugh and looked down. There were two pancakes, two pieces of bacon, and some scrambled eggs. "Come on, Luke. Don't be stingy."
Luke turned around with two more pancakes, and placed them on her plate. He kissed her on the cheek. "There, enough food to feed a small army, just the way you like it."
Lorelai started eating, but she only took one bit before running to the bathroom. Rory frowned. "Poor, Mom. Can't eat her favorite foods without throwing up." She turned to Luke. "Thank God I don't live here anymore." She smiled and got up. "Good luck with that."
Lorelai came out of the bathroom and cringed at the site of the food. "Put it away!"
"I'm on it." Luke had already started throwing away the food.
Rory gave her mom a hug. "Bye, mom. Gosh, I hope I didn't make you this sick."
"Yah, you did. It might have been worse than this. But, you were always a perfectionist." She smiled weakly.
"Okay, going now." She turned around, and walked over to Luke. "Bye, Luke."
She gave him a hug.
"Bye, kid." He hugged her back. He used to feel uncomfortable, but now he enjoyed receiving hugs from Rory.
After Rory left, Lorelai decided she would go back to bed. She trudged to the stairs, dragging her feet as if exhausted. "Oh, I am so tired. I don't think I will be able to stand much longer. To bad, because I am really, really thirsty."
Lorelai went upstairs and Luke followed with her juice. He handed her the drink after she flopped on the bed like she hadn't seen one in four years. "Here," He said. "I was downstairs, and I had a hunch that you may get thirsty. It just came to me, and it sounded like you. It was the weirdest thing."
She took a sip, and set it down beside her bed. "Thanks, Luke. We must be mentally connected. It was meant to be, written in the stars…"
Luke nodded. "That could be it. Or you just said you were thirsty loud enough for me to hear it."
Lorelai sighed. She glanced around the room, rubbing her stomach. It wasn't that big, but it was bigger than normal. Luke lay down beside her and grabbed her hand. He stared at the ceiling until he heard her speak. "Luke?"
"Yah?"
"What do you want to name our baby?"
Luke turned over on his side to face her. "Name? I don't know, you've been pregnant for a month. What would you want to name him slash her?"
Lorelai giggled. "You said slash. Anyway, if it's a girl I am thinking Elizabeth. You know, we can call her Beth for short. Love that name. And all the popular girls at school tended to be named Beth. Did you notice that? Their names always start with a B. Barbie, Brittany, and BETH. It's so funny how life works. They all had blonde hair, too. Anyway, if it's a boy, I am thinking Seth. Maybe even Jake. What do you think about Jake? Is that a snotty name? Can you see our son being a Jake? Hmmm, Jake Danes. Sounds pretty good."
Luke had been looking at her the whole time, with a grin. He almost tried to answer her when she asked about the whole B thing, but decided against it. When she finished he laid there for a little before speaking. "I like Jake. I don't know about Elizabeth though. I was thinking Sarah or Kathy. Kathy Danes. It sounds pretty good, too."
Lorelai considered this. " Yah, I think your right. I like Kathy better. So, what do you say we name it Jake if it is a boy and Kathy if it's a girl."
"Sounds good."
Luke started to fall asleep when he noticed that Lorelai was crying. He leaned in and touched her face. "What is the matter?"
She sniffled. "This thing is hitting me hard. We are naming our kid! I don't know, I think that my hormones are going out of whack."
He whipped a tear off of her face and kissed her. She sniffled through the kiss, and whimpered a little. "It's okay, Lorelai. It is a big deal that we're naming our kid. Who would have thought we would have kids?"
She smiled. "Hopefully it has my sense of humor. Oh and your fashion, because a little lumberjack running around would be so cute! Unless it is a girl, then it would be bad."
He laughed. "Yah that would be cute. Are you okay now?"
Luke was on his back now, and Lorelai put her head on his chest. "Yah, I am okay. Gosh, if I am like this now, imagine how I am going to be in a few months!"
