May 27th, 2004
Week 14
Amelia couldn't believe that she was married. She was someone's wife. She had a husband. In less than a month, she would be nineteen. In less than six months, she'd be a mother.
"Come look at the nursery." Helen said basically bouncing on her feet. Amelia groaned as she got up. Her knees creaked.
"Are you done?" She asked.
"I wouldn't have asked you to come look at the nursery if I weren't." Helen said. Amelia rolled her eyes taking her mother's hand.
"All right." She said, "show me." Helen was beaming with pride. Helen took her daughter's hand and led her to the room. Amelia gasped. It was nothing as she expected.
She had thought her mother would have made a very loud nursery, but this...This was utterly beautiful. It was fit for a prince or princess. The walls were a cream colour with golden trim. Golden stars hung over the window. The crib was made of a wonderful cherry oak and had a lace canopy over it. She felt like she was going to cry.
"That train and rocking horse has been in the family for six generations." Helen said.
"It is so beautiful." Amelia whispered. "I think it's perfect for any little prince or princess."
"Me too." Helen bounced with pride. Michael knocked on the door.
"Enjoying the nursery?" He asked.
"Yes." Amelia smiled.
"Uh, Lilly is on the phone wanting to talk with you." He said.
"Great." It's been awhile." Amelia took the phone from him and sat down in the rocking chair, "Hello stranger."
"Hey. What's new?" Lilly asked.
"nothing. We finished the nursery." Amelia said looking around the room.
"Oh I bet it's beautiful." Lily said, "I need to tell you something."
"Okay. I'm listening." Amelia closed her eyes rubbing her stomach.
"I've been dating someone." Lilly told her. Amelia chuckled.
"Oh yeah?" She asked, "Would I approve of him?"
"I think you would because you know him." Lilly said. Amelia opened her eyes. She knew him? It had to be someone from school.
"Tell me, Lilly, now." She said. Lilly giggled softly.
"It's Jeremiah." She said. A giant grin came across Amelia's face.
"My god that's wonderful." She said getting up, "Jeremiah is great. I highly approve." She could hear a sigh of relief on the other end.
"Good. Your approval means a lot to me, Mia." Lilly said to her, "I need to go. I can't keep racking up phone bills."
"All right, Lil." Amelia said, "I love you so much."
"I love you too, babe." Lilly said hanging up. Amelia smiled hanging up herself. Lilly and Jeremiah. boy...that was weird.
June 10th, 2004
Week 16
Amelia stared at the people talking in front of her, but she wasn't taking in what they were saying at all. She hated having a meeting of the minds. Amelia pushed back her chair.
"Well, I think this meeting was fantastic." She said, "I approve the bill and I'm out of here."
"But your highness-" Duke Ashri said.
"I'm pregnant and I shouldn't be out of bed for long. I need to be off of my feet. if something goes awry, The queen can take care of everything." She looked at her grandmother, "Right?"
"That's right." Clarice smiled. Everyone stood as Amelia exited the room. She sighed. Sometimes she hated this job. She walked down the hallway into the main room. She groaned rubbing her belly.
"Are you feeling okay?" Michael asked walking up behind her.
"I'm so tired." She mumbled. Michael began to rub her back.
"Come on, Mia. Let me take you to our room so you can lay down for awhile." He said. Amelia arched her eyebrow.
"Oh yeah? Is that all?" She asked him. Michael chuckled.
"Yes it is." Michael took her hand, leading her up the staircase. One thing Amelia hated about being pregnant and about being princess was how huge the castle was. She got so tired up climbing these stairs.
"You know what I could go for right now?" She asked walking into her room.
"What?" Michael asked.
"A hot fudge sundae." She told him. Michael chuckled.
"you're definitely pregnant." he said, "I can call downstairs for one if you want." Amelia nodded as she walked into the bedroom, kicking her heels off. She crawled into bed, rubbing her stomach.
"Please." She said closing her eyes. Michael picked up the phone that was by their bedside.
"Yes...Hi. The princess would like a hot fudge sundae...The works...Thank you." Michael hung up the phone, "It'll be here soon."
"Great." She said looking at her stomach, "Do you think we're going to be good parents?" Michael nodded as he placed his hands on her belly.
"I think we're going to be utterly wonderful parents." he told her, "We can give these children we have, a kind of life we never ever dreamed of. They will have the best of education."
"I don't mean that. I know we could provide for a dozen children, which we're not having, but I mean emotionally." She said, "Will we be good parents?"
"I think we will be. I'm already so in love with this little bean." Michael said.
"he or she isn't that small." Amelia chuckled, "When we go to the doctor, we'll find the sex out so we don't have to call it and it."
"I can't wait to pick out names." Michael smiled.
"A nice French name." Amelia said. Michael nodded.
"I have a few I like." He said as Sylvie walked in with a hot fudge sundae.
"here is your sundae, Princess." She said. Amelia groaned.
"Thank you so much, Sylvie." She said reaching out her arms. Michael handed it to her.
"Enjoy." He said.
"Thank you. I will." She whispered digging into the ice cream. Michael watched as she ate the ice cream. he really hoped they're me wonderful parents. They had the press watching their every move and he wasn't going to have his image plastered all over the tabloids for being a bad parent.
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