I hope you like it. I don't own The Producers, obviously.
While the baby slept, Leo sat down at his small desk and began to write in a leather journal he'd bought when Ulla found out she was expecting. He'd vowed to write in it everyday, and he'd done so since he got it. Leo skimmed through a few of his favorite entries.
July 25,
We found out that Ulla's pregnant, which means in about nine months, there will be a little Bloom running around. I can't believe I'm going to be a daddy! Daddy…it feels so good to write that!
Max's sister died, so now he's the guardian of his nephew, Jeffrey, but we just call him Jeffy. He's a cute little guy. I hope Jeffy and little-Bloom can be friends. I think I'll just call the Bloom-to-be LB, for little Bloom.
Ulla's due date is May second. Only 280 more days.
September 3,
Max came over with a few baby books. We tried to decide on names. Max suggested 'Adolph' and it reminded me of the flop, 'Springtime for Hitler', we put on a few years ago. That was quite the journey! It if hadn't been for Max I wouldn't even be writing this.
We decided on Toby James if it's a boy, but we haven't figured out a girls name yet.
241 days.
January 16,
Ulla felt a kick! I don't have much time to write because I have to go baby-sit Jeffy.
106 days.
February 14,
I took Ulla to the show Max and I recently produced. We had a great time and she looked beautiful, as always.
77 days.
Leo opened up to a fresh page and began writing.
March 12,
The baby arrived a whole fifty-one days early. That's right, I'm officially a daddy. However, the day wasn't as happy as I thought it would be. For one, the baby (a beautiful girl that looks just like her Mommy) is very small. I don't know if a baby that tiny can last too long. And Ulla…died. That's right. One life was swapped for the other. I don't know how I'm going to survive without Ulla, the love of my life, but I have to, for our baby girl. I just want to hate the baby so much. She took Ulla away from me. But it's impossible for me to do that. I've been too excited for this baby, and I love her to pieces already.
I thought of a name for her- Nevaeh Ursula Lily Lea Angela Zoey Bloom. And yes, I know I've plagued my daughter with an obscenely long name, but it has a meaning. Nevaeh is heaven backwards, because she's a little angel. She's my reason to keep going on with my life. Ursula Lily Lea Angela is Ulla if you take the first letter of each name. And Zoey means life, because she's my life. I know I'll have to shorten it, but I'll figure that out when the time comes. I hope she likes Nevaeh, that's my favorite.
Leo sighed before closing his journal and stuffing it in a drawer.
"I'll still write in it everyday," he reassured himself in a whisper, before going off to bed, his dreams haunted with Ulla, the baby and angels of life and death.
