XXV. Waiting for the Baby
"Okay. I can do this." Zuri said to herself while trying to bend down to reach the knife that fell in the floor. She grunted loudly while trying to reach it. She tried every way she could to get the knife. Bending her knees, squatting, she knew if she got on her knees she would have to wait for Erik to pick her up. Sighing angrily she told herself with an accompanying sob, "I can't do this."
"Zuri, what are you crying about sweetheart?" Erik asked then found her in the kitchen. "What did I tell you about cooking! You are not to be doing it."
"I'm bored Erik. Let me cook. Let me do something!" She cried out loudly then beat her fists against his shoulders.
Erik sighed. Ever since she entered the second trimester she had been rather moody. She began to cry loudly as if he had said something to make her sad. "Sweetness. I love you. I only want the best for you and our child."
She sniffed then took the towel from her apron and threw it in the sink. "You are not being fair. I want to go somewhere. I am bored!"
'Keep it under control.' His mind said. He was not going to get mad. "Zuri please understand."
"No! I want to do something instead of laying on my behind all day. You treat me like I am incapable."
'Okay,' His mind said, 'if she does not stop then spank her and remind her why you are her husband.' "Zuri. What do you want to do?"
"Cook, bake, feel useful!"
"Sweetheart you are useful. You are more to me than anything on this earth."
Suddenly she stopped her angry fit then began crying sadly. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been angry."
"I know sweety. Now, go sit down and I will pick up your knife. Then we will talk."
She obeyed and walked to the other room and sat on the couch while rubbing her enlarged belly. After sitting down she groaned softly when she felt a small kick from inside of her. "Erik hurry!" Zuri heard his feet pound against the stone.
"What is it? Are you alright?"
"Come quick." She motioned for him to sit beside her.
When he finally sat down he felt her put his hand over her stomach. "What am I feeling for?"
"Wait a minute."
Erik did as he was told then suddenly felt something kick his hand. "Is that our child kicking?" He felt fascinated at the sign of life beneath his wife's stomach.
"Yes. I think our child recognizes our voices."
"I wonder what it is like."
"What?"
"Being in the womb."
"I wish I could remember what it was like. Erik promise me something."
"What is it?"
"Promise me when you hold our child you will have your mask off."
"Yes. Of course, but don't you think I would scare our child?"
"Our baby knows our voices. Our child does not know what is normal or what is not normal yet. Therefore, you won't be scaring anyone."
Erik smiled. "You have it figured out don't you?"
She smiled proudly. "Yes Monsieur I do." She gently kissed his lips while he wrapped his free arm around her waist. "I love you."
"I love you too."
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