AN: This is the fourth chapter. I'm actually a little bit depressed tonight. I've had over 200 hits and only eleven reviews. Come on guys! I need a little bit of feed back even if it is only constructive criticism.

Thank you to those of you who did review. So….

Easter

I have nothing to wear! Literally! My clothes don't fit anymore! I still don't want to go into maternity clothes yet. I'm four months pregnant so I guess it's about time I needed to, but I'm just not ready for this yet. Jesse keeps offering to drive me to the mall, Mom wants to go with me because she thinks it's her right as a mother, and CeeCee and Gina (here on spring break) want to come because they are still trying to out do each other for the honor of becoming Godmother.(They did this at my wedding too. Only then it was to be maid of honor.) They don't seem to realize that I DON'T WANT MATERNITY CLOTHES YET!

On the good side, my morning sickness has stopped for now. Jesse is ecstatic because you can now see what CeeCee refers to as my "beautiful baby bump". Every one makes a big deal about it. Jesse likes to pet it and often puts his head next to it when I'm in a good mood. Mom, CeeCee, and Gina TALK to it! Andy, Adam, and Paul ask me how it's doing. Of course Brad is rude enough to tell me it's getting bigger every time he sees me. It's driving me CRAZY!

This morning I woke up before Jesse. (How did that happen?) I didn't feel like getting up yet so I rolled over and put my hands on Jesse's cheeks. My hands were freezing this morning so it woke him right up.

"Nombre de Dios! Your hands are freezing Querida!" he said as he woke with a start. I just smiled at him and lay back down. I moved closer to him to indicate that I was in a cuddling mood. Jesse got the idea.

We lay in bed for two hours after we woke up. At this point I was starving so Jesse got up and went to make breakfast while I had a shower. After we had finished breakfast, he asked me about going to the mall again.

"I hate malls," I told him.

"Well what about an outlet then?" was his next bright idea.

"I don't want to go shopping for maternity clothes, Jesse!" I was shouting now. Jesse just looked taken aback before apologizing and trying to get me to calm down.

After that CeeCee and Gina came to see me. Andy and My mom are having an Easter Party for family and close friends. Except for Brad's friends because they tried to set the house on fire last time they came over. Anyway, CeeCee and Gina wanted to talk about what we would wear. CeeCee had a lavender dress that was spaghetti strapped and went down to her knees with lavender, lace jacket to go over it. Gina was going to wear a pale green, short sleeved blouse with dark green pants. They asked me what I was going to wear so I told them I didn't know.

"Well then we can help you pick something out! C'mon we'll raid your closet!" was Gina's reaction.

"That's not what I meant," I told her. "Nothing I own fits anymore." Big mistake for Suze. CeeCee let out a high pitched squeal.

"Shopping! Let's go shopping! I know this store that has really cute maternity clothes," she said.

"NO! NO MATERNITY CLOTHES! I DON'T NEED THEM YET!" We had lunch and then they left. They had hardly been gone for five minutes when my mom decided to visit me.

"Hey Susie! Hey there grandbaby!" Oh great. Now she's talking to my stomack again. I rolled my eyes. "Jesse said that you still don't have anything to wear to the party on Sunday. I thought we could go shopping." Aaaarrrrrggggghhhhh! Why does everyone keep bothering me? I happen to like sitting around in pajamas all day. And why was my husband talking to my mother about me?

"Mom, I'm fine. I don't need to get new clothing yet. I'm not that fat," I told her. Now she looks disappointed.

"Of course you're not Susie, but you have to find something to wear other than loose pajamas."

"I'm fine with what I have mom, so can we please talk about something else?" She left after about an hour.

Jesse came home for supper on time for once. He usually has to work or is working on a project for school in the library. I was in a really bad mood over the clothes thing. Not to mention that he went behind my back and talked about me with my mother. However, the party was the day after the next and I couldn't go in my pj's.

The next day I snuck off to a maternity shop. I was forced to go in sweatpants and one of Jesse's shirts (shudder). Luckily the people there weren't very surprised by this. Of course I didn't tell Jesse what I had done when he got home. He didn't need to know just yet. However, he did bother me about it again.

"Susannah, I can drive you to the store if you like. The party is tomorrow morning you know," he informed me as we got done with supper.

"I already have something to wear. I don't need you to go to the store with me or talk to my mother either! Do I have to go to Church tomorrow or do I get to sleep in?"

"I'm going to Church, but you don't have to. You go relax. I can clean up. You're too stressed right now Querida." He still treats me like that sometimes. I glared at him and left the room.

I gave him the cold shoulder for the rest of the night. It is very fun to do this because he tries to make up to me by bringing me things and trying to talk to me. Then I forgive him and we kiss and start all over again.

The morning of the party I woke up while Jesse was at Church. I went out into the kitchen and saw a note on the table. Jesse had written it in old fashion lettering.

Susannah,

I'll be leaving for your parent's party right after church. I won't come home first so you can leave when you are ready.

I got ready for the party. I was wearing a knee length dress. It was pink with a pattern of yellow sprigs of flowers. It showed my pregnancy very clearly.

When I walked into the room everyone looked shocked. I guess I can't really blame them. I mean I have been pretty against maternity clothes. After about ten seconds of silence, Jesse walked up to me and kissed me and said.

"You look beautiful Querida."