Well… I know I said it was just one chapter, but as I read it again and again I knew it just had to go on! Ha-ha… seriously. Sorry guys, the workload is really heavy right now, but I will be spitting out chapter after chapter ASAP.

Chapter 2

Keely's P.O.V.

Phil and I had come up with a plan. A fool proof plan that turned out quite nicely, if I do say so myself. You know Phil's parents, Barbara and Lloyd (that's what they insisted on after Phil and I got married). They're always calling wacky dinners and such just for 'family bonding' now Phil and I are married. They say that I'm like their second daughter, and they just love to hear how Phil and I are doing. Anyways, they called a family get-together, however, this time my mom was also supposed to come, as celebration for Phil and I's third anniversary, which was officially two months and three days ago. I guess it's the thought that counts. It's also the official anniversary of two weeks since I told Phil I was pregnant.

So we were all sitting around the dinner table just talking and chatting, when Phil gave me the signal (nose flick twice, just like the things we used to do in High School). We had finished up a terrific dinner a few minutes ago, and Pim had surprisingly agreed to clear the dishes. Barbara, Lloyd, Mom, Phil and I were going around the table sharing exciting new news, just the usual stuff. Then, just like we planned, Phil suggested that we take a family picture, because we were supposed to be celebrating our anniversary. Everyone surprisingly agreed.

Barbara and Lloyd scooted the couch around until it had a nice solid wall behind it, then Barbara and Mom sat down while Lloyd went to get the camera. I looked at Phil and nodded, mentally saying "It's all good." And Phil returned the gesture with a broad smile, which I returned shortly after.

"Come on Phil, Keely, I just ate! Can't you guys spare me just twenty minutes with out getting all lovey-dovey!" Pim exclaimed, breaking Phil and I's little 'moment'. Reluctantly, Phil and I broke our gaze, and I took a deep breath, a bit nervous about what was coming next. But this is what Phil and I had wanted, telling the family in one big swoop.

By then, Lloyd was back and was setting up the camera on a tripod across the room. "The timer goes for fifteen seconds everybody, and I got the new high tech camera that counts down out loud!" Lloyd said, nodding his head and smiling like a four-year-old. "That's great dad! Now can you please just take the picture?" Pim half responded, half yelled.

Lloyd hurriedly set up the camera, turned on the timer, and scrambled over to the couch. Nothing happened. The anticipation was building inside me, and I could feel it inside Phil too as he squeezed my hand, which was hidden behind the couch we were leaning up against. He got up and went to the camera to check it when "FLASH!" a picture was taken of his shirt front. All of us were silently chuckling, but we quickly ceased when Lloyd turned around. "I forgot to turn the counter on." He stated simply.

"Here we go! Now I'm sure I got it!" he said, pressing a few camera buttons then skittering to his place in the middle of the couch.

I loud automated voice came on and began counting down, just like Lloyd said would happen. "Thirteen…Twelve…" I heard it count, then all I could think about was the emotions running through my head: suspense, nervousness, anticipation, absolute joy.

I looked over to Phil, and he held up one hand with five fingers on it. "On five!" he mouthed silently. I nodded back, and then faced the camera, anxiously waiting to hear the fateful number.

"Seven…Six…" I heard it count. I then looked to Phil and at the same time we blurted out "WE'RE HAVING A BABY!"

"CLICK!" The shutter on the camera went off; to perhaps the best picture I've ever seen. Pim's jaw is dropped as far as it will go, Phil is smiling at me, my eyes are sparkling (Phil says) I just think I look happy and a little bit pale. My mom right in front of me is in the process of turning around, her eyes are bugged out almost all the way out her head and Phil's parents look happily surprised.

When we all realized that the picture had been taken, my mom started jumping up and down and screaming, Pim broke into a spontaneous smile, and Mrs. Diffy wanted to know everything we know, and Mr. Diffy just patted Phil on the back and said "You'll make a fine father."

So, that was at least three hours ago, and the excitement has not died down, but at least stopped for the night so Phil and I could come home. There's only so much a pregnant woman can take in one day!

Tomorrow, we tell Via and Owen, then we call Tia and Seth. In a week and a half, we tell all my work friends, then the day after that we tell all Phil's work friends at their "Fall Festival." (Just a simple pig pickin') So, really, the excitement is just beginning.