Kirsten rummaged through the refrigerator and groaned.

Sandy looked up from the paper, "What's wrong babe?"

"Everything in here that I want will make me fat; fatter I mean."

Sandy smiled and stood up and wrapped his arms around his wife. "You're beautiful." He kissed her on her nose and she grunted. "How about I fix you a nice egg white omelet? No fat, no cholesterol, but still the famous Sandy Cohen kick."

Kirsten's eyes narrowed, "So you are saying I'm fat!" Kirsten threw her hands up in the air, "Here I am, carrying your child, and you're calling me fat!"

Sandy hung his head and sighed, "Quit while you're ahead." He muttered to himself.

Kirsten moaned, and then started to cry, "Look at me Sandy!" She pointed to her enormous stomach. "I'm fat and sad, and I'm making you miserable!"

Sandy took his wife in his arms. "You could never make me miserable."

Kirsten sniffed, unconvinced.

"Kirsten," Sandy began softly, "I promised to love you in the best of times and the worst of times, and this is clearly the worst of times."

Even being highly emotional, Kirsten cracked a smile. "I'm sorry Sandy, I don't mean to be so crazy. I just…don't want to be pregnant anymore!"

"I know sweetheart."

"I'm so bored! I mean, I can't go to the office, and I can't even work around the house!"

Sandy nodded and pulled Kirsten on his lap. "I know how tough this is for you. How about for the next week if I take off from work and we can lie in bed together?"

Kirsten smiled, "that would be great, but you can't afford to take off from work, you just started a couple months ago!"

"Well, I really can't afford to let you go crazy either! My baby needs a mom!"

Kirsten smiled. "Ok, so you're staying home?"

Sandy nodded.

"Ok" Kirsten agreed, "Lets go lie down."

"Thank God!" Sandy exclaimed, "Because you are killing my legs!"

Kirsten hit Sandy playfully and they walked arm in arm to the bedroom.

"How about, Jet – if it's a boy?" Sandy suggested pulling the covers to cover his wife better.

"Jet?" Kirsten asked raising her eyebrows, "No way."

"Fine, how about Finn?"

Kirsten looked at her husband, "Do you even like our baby!"

Sandy smiled, "What? It's strong!"

Kirsten shook her head, "How about, Roman"

"For a boy or girl?" Sandy asked raising his eyebrows.

"A boy of course!"

"Then no." Sandy reached over to Kirsten's list of names and crossed it out. "I've got a great name if it's a girl; how about…Sophie."

Kirsten paused, "As in your mother?"

Sandy shrugged, "Well I mean, I guess-"

"Let me rephrase that" Kirsten interrupted, "As in Sophie Cohen, your mother who absolutely hates me?"

"She doesn't hate you!"

"Sandy, she banished you from attending your family reunion because you were going to bring me."

"Still, hate is a strong word. Besides, think about how much it would make her like you if we named our daughter after her!"

"Fine." Kirsten agreed

Sandy looked up, "Really?"

"Yes," Kirsten confirmed, "As long as we can name a boy Caleb."

Sandy was silent, "You're not serious."

"What, I think that the same logic applies to my dad, don't you?"

Sandy swallowed, "I hereby withdraw Sophie from the table."

Kirsten nodded, "Very good."

All of a sudden Kirsten's eyes widened and she stopped talking, a few seconds later Sandy followed.

"Honey...you may have taken complete bed rest a little too literally, you can still get up to use the bathroom."

Kirsten shook her head, "Sandy…my water just broke."

The next few hours passed in a haze. Kirsten and Sandy saw so many familiar faces, but the only person they cared about was the dark haired, angel faced, baby boy staring up at them. Seth Gabriel Cohen was born at 2:47 that day, and was able to be brought home that night.

Kirsten hobbled through the door first, a hand resting on her lower back. Sandy came in behind her gently carrying his son. "Let's go put him in his room." Sandy said softly.

They put Seth down carefully, and stood gazing at him.

"I never knew I could love someone this much so quickly." Kirsten whispered.

Sandy nodded.

"I mean, It took me months to learn to love you." Kirsten smiled at Sandy and rested her head against his chest.

Sandy hugged Kirsten cautiously, "Come on, lets go to bed."

Kirsten sighed, "Finally, for the first time in nearly a year, I can sleep without somebody inside of me!"

Sandy smiled, "Don't plan on it for too long."

Kirsten smiled and they walked arm in arm to their bedroom.