5 months later:
I have gained about 30 pounds. I know that it is not as much as I should have. Max has been working a lot. I can see it is taking a toll on him. But I know that when he comes home to me, dinner on the table, and a big bed to fall into... he is happy. He loves what he does. He has also taken all of the emergency birth classes, so he knows the basics. We have also found enough time in our hectic schedules to be with each other each night. So the 48 hour rule has not been broken.
I have also been reading a lot. I had to move in all of my books, and some of my fathers books into our house. All I want to do is read. I can't seem to stop. The last book that I have read was 'The Rise and Fall of the Roman Empire'. It was great. Max can't figure out why I read those books, but I think it is related to the baby. Maybe it is craving information. I know pregnant women are suppose to have cravings for food, but my craving is knowledge.
I have also found my self reading War and Peace. The beginning is a little slow, but it is picking up. My mother visits my house about every 3 days. Max's mother has also come over two times. I guess the mothers think that I need help, since max is working now, and I am pregnant. I am glad that they see my clean house, and know that everything is fine. I can take care of things on my own. There is no need for maids, or mothers.
Maria is over a lot also. She comes over everyday after class, and stays until around 5, then leaves. I know that she is spending a lot of time with Michael, and she tells me everything. I know she loves him, and she is becoming more and more connected. I also know that she thinks they are so connected now, that he knows what she is thinking. Theoretically speaking of course. But it is funny how true she was.
Max and I were invited to attend a dinner at Max's house tonight. Isabelle was the one that arranged the whole thing. I have a feeling this is going to be about her and Alex's relationship. I just hope that nothing bad happens tonight. I don't think Max's father is like mine. If he is then he will not agree with Isabelle's relationship with Alex.
Alex is not the most wealthy man that I have known. His father had to take care of him, his mother died about 5 years ago. It was a sad time for him, but when I see him with Isabelle, I know that she makes him happy. His mother was the one with all the money, and she left all her money to Alex, in a trust fund. He can only access it when he is married. She was a very romantic lady, she knew that Alex wouldn't get married unless he was in love. But by putting the money in a trust fund, his father had to move them into a smaller house.
Me and Ria still love him as a brother we never had, and a lot of the time, he acts like it. I really got the brotherly protection when me and Kyle broke up. It was a public break-up, and Kyle made some really rude comments, about me and how I was in bed... well, Alex stepped in, and told Kyle what was on his mind. I was so happy to have a friend that would defend my honor. That is why I have loved Alex ever since.
I was in the middle of reading when the phone rang.
"Hello."
"Hey, honey." It was Max. I love it when he calls from work to check on me. " How are you?"
"I am fine."
"There have not been any new visions then the last one?"
I have started receiving visions of the future. It comes like a flash that I would get from Max, but I know it is from future events. The last one was of me and Max. We were all at the park. We were with our son. That is how I found out that our child is a boy. We were swinging him on the swing, and having a great time. Isabelle and Alex were there, they were reading a baby name book. Maria and Michael were playing with their new born baby girl, while Tess and Kyle were arranging a picnic lunch.
The vision before that was of me delivery my child. It was painful, and Max wasn't there. There was a complication, and I started bleeding to death. Max couldn't get there in time, and I was pretty sure that I died. Those were the two longest ones. I have had others that were short, and only warned me if my mother was coming over, of if Maria would call up crying because Michael and her had another fight.
Max had contacted Kivar lately and asked about my visions. Kivar said that they are given to me to help me prevent something from happening, or to just give me information. I tend to pass out, when the long visions occur, and I am glad that every time that happens, Max is with me. Kivar thinks that it happens that way for a reason. The visions would wait until I am with my soul mate. But I hate when it happens... I can tell that it really hurts Max that I am going threw all of this, and he can't do anything to help me.
"No. It has been a quiet day. Nothing to report. But are you sure you will be home in time to take me to the dinner. If you have to work, I can drive my self. I just don't want to be late. I felt that Isabelle really wants us to be there on time. It is an important night for her."
"Do we know exactly what she wants to say?"
"I think that she is announcing her engagement to Alex tonight."
"There engaged?"
"Yeah, I think so. I know they have already connected. I can tell by the way Alex has acted lately, and Isabelle came over the other day and asked me some weird questions. Like... when I knew that you were the one for me... stuff like that."
"Well, I know she is happy, and that makes me happy. I will be home in time, so don't worry. I have to go, I just got paged. I love you. See you soon."
"I love you too. Bye."
4 hours later:
I tried on almost every outfit that I owned, and everything made me look fat. I had new Maternity cloths, but they are still a little big. Then I got to thinking that I am going to look fat, because I am pregnant. I guess the only thing that I could wear is a black shirt.
I started on my make-up when I felt Max's presence. I knew he was pulling into the garage, and that was the best felling in the world. I felt him walk all the way up to our room, and stood right behind me.
"You look beautiful."
"Thank-you."
He walked the rest of the distance to me, and I turned around. Then I felt our little baby kick.
"There is some one else that is happy to see you." I grabbed Max's hand, and placed it over my stomach where the baby was kicking.
I looked into Max's eyes as he felt our child for the first time. He smiled. "I'm going to be a daddy." I realized that the truth was now sinking in. He looked really happy. "Hello my little boy. I can't wait until I can hold you." He then leaned down, and kissed my stomach, then went to kiss me.
After I was ready, we headed over to Philip and Diane's house. Max's mother insisted that I call then both by there first name. The drive was only about 10 minuets, but we arrived, and I saw that Alex was already there.
We rang the door bell, and was welcomed by Diane. I gave everyone a hug, Isabelle commented on my growing stomach, and Max told everyone about the baby kicking when he got home. He was so happy to talk about his unborn son. I can already tell that he will always be proud of his child.
We had appetizers, talked, then went into the dinning room for the main course. As we were eating, Max gave me smiles occasionally, and I could see Isabelle and Alex smiling at each other also. Then the perfect moment arrived, and Isabelle felt it also. She stood, and just started talking.
"I have brought my family here tonight, to announce something." She didn't seem nervous at all. "Alex and I are going to get married. I wanted all of you to be the first to know."
Diane was very happy. She got up and hugged Isabelle, and Philip when over to give Alex a hand shake. Max shook Alex's hand also, and I hugged Isabelle.
" I knew you two were engaged. And I am really happy for both of you. I know you will be as happy as I am." I said to Isabelle. She smiled, and hugged me tighter.
The rest of the dinner went great. I knew that Max's family didn't care about money. Not like my dad that was driven by the money. I love the feeling that Max's family gives off. It is so comforting. Just when I thought about comfort, max put his arm around me. I turned my head, and smiled at him.
I love you.
I love you more.
There were drinks in the sitting room, I had water, and we talked a little more. I was getting tired, and we decided to leave.
The drive home was quiet... we listened to soft classical music in the car. We pulled into the garage, entered the house, and started to shut off all the lights and lock up the doors as we headed up to our room. I knew Max was exhausted, and tomorrow was his day off. We could spend it together.
After we reached our bedroom things were routine from there. We would both take off our shoes, put on our pajamas, head to the bathroom to brush our teeth, and then fall into bed. That is where the routine changed. Some nights I would be the one to get the ball rolling, other nights it would be Max that would start the foreplay.
Tonight it was Max. He leaned over me, and started to kiss me neck. That action alone brought chills up and down my body. We have to make sure to take it slow, to make sure that we don't do anything that would disrupt the baby. After we both reached the edge Max pushed off me, just to make sure that he doesn't hurt me, or put to much weight on me. Max always would lay on his back, and I would lay on my side... making sure that I was touching Max in some way. This is what life is all about.
