*Ana's POV*

I wake with our baby dancing on my bladder and groan when I move. The celebration yesterday has hit me hard. My hips are stiff, my back is achy, and my thighs are sore. By the heavy-tight feeling in my feet, I know they're swollen.

"Need help?" Christian is groggy beside me. I hate that I wake him every time I need to get up.

I turn to put my feet on the floor and try to push myself up, but I'm struggling. He hears me grunting trying to get up, and hops to. He's behind me on the bed quickly, helping me push up so I can sit on the edge.

"Thank you, baby. I am so swollen and achy from yesterday." I roll my shoulders, making them crack.

"Here, let me help you." When he comes around the bed to help me up, a look of worry is evident on his face.

"I'll be okay, Christian. Pregnancy is hard sometimes." Or most of the time. Maybe I'm just a wimp.

"I should have been more careful." He tells me, pouting. Instead of pulling me to my feet, he reaches down and lifts me into his arms to carry me.

I giggle. "Don't beat yourself up over it. I had a great time. Just need to get moving and loosen up my muscles a little."

He carries me into the bathroom and stands me up in front of the toilet so I can do my thing. He doesn't leave though, he has a seat on the side of the tub while I do my business. He's lucky that my bladder is full enough that I don't care if he watches me.

"You won't be doing anything until we get that swelling down, Mrs. Grey. Your legs and ankles look like they're going to burst."

Looking down, I see just how swollen they are. "Oh, wow."

He growls at my comment. "You can't let yourself get this way, Anastasia. Your body needs rest! It's imperative that you take time to rest."

I sigh, knowing he's worried sick about me. "I'll do better, I promise. The rest of the trip we'll relax and enjoy ourselves and then I'll make it a priority to stop and rest throughout the day when I get back to work, okay?"

He regards me for a moment and then nods. "I'll speak to Jesse about it before he leaves."

My eyes narrow, my lips pursing.

"Don't look at me that way. Jesse would never want you to overexert yourself while carrying a child. I can't keep eyes on you myself, so I need someone to."

I let out a laugh. "So, he's your spy now?"

Christian gives me a small smile. "Something like that."

Rolling my eyes, I grab the toilet paper and wipe, standing to close the lid and flush. As I make my way to the sink, he's behind me and as soon as my hands are dry, he lifts me.

"Back into bed with you. I'm going to rub your poor little feet and legs and you'll stay in bed until I draw you a bath for brunch."

I pout. "But what if I get hungry?"

Laughing, he deposits me back in bed. "We've plenty of snacks and things in the kitchen. I'm sure I can find you something to enjoy while you relax. No chips though. No more salt until we get this swelling down."

I pout. Why did he have to specify chips? "Now, I want chips."

"How about a banana and peanut butter?"

My eyes light up. It's one of my favorites.

*Christian's POV*

"Honestly, Christian! I can walk myself down to brunch! Everyone is going to be staring."

I roll my eyes as I continue my way towards the open air building. "Everyone knows your mine, Mrs. Grey. You need to relax."

"How can I relax when you're carrying me around like a housecat!"

Her comment makes me laugh. "Now, now, angel. Be my good little kitten and stay put."

She tries to scowl at me but I can see a hint of a smile on her lips. She finds my comment entertaining.

"Annie? Is something wrong?"

We've caught Ray's eye while he is sitting on one of the couches waiting for everyone to arrive and he stands to greet us.

She huffs in my arms. "Nothing's wrong, Dad. Christian has decided that I'm incapable of walking since my legs are swollen."

A slow grin appears on Ray's face. "Well, he isn't wrong, babygirl. You need to stay off those feet." His eyes land on her feet. "Jesus, Annie. They're as big as..."

"As what, Dad? Finish that sentence!" She narrows her eyes at him as I finally set her down. She stands in front of him with both hands on her hips and I can't help but laugh.

"As big as...uh... as a tiny chinchilla's."

"A...chin.. a what?" She laughs. "Really, Daddy?"

He shrugs. "You backed me into a corner, babygirl. It's the cutest thing I could come up with at the moment."

Hugging him around his waist, she rests her head on the front of his shoulder. "You're lucky I love you."

XxXxXx

"Stay on this couch, Anastasia. I mean it. Don't get up. I'll get your plate. What do you want?" She's sitting with her feet on the couch, Kate next to her.

She regards me for a minute and I know what she's thinking.

"No bacon today."

"Christian, you're being ridiculous."

"Tomorrow. You're too swollen. How about sausage?"

He lips turn up in a small grimace. "I guess. But patty, not links."

"Eggs?"

"No."

I laugh.

"I want potatoes and French toast and fruit with some yogurt to dip it in, please and thank you." She gives me a sweet smile.

"Syrup?"

"Duh."

I shake my head at my sassy wife and kiss her forehead.

I bring back our plates and see that the waiter has already brought our drinks. I have a seat across from her on one of the armchairs so we can lounge and eat at the same time.

"Thank you, husband, this looks great."

I give her a wink as I bite into my food.

"I'm surprised that you guys are down here today. I figured you'd be exhausted from the night's festivities." Kate gives Ana a wink.

It makes my angel giggle. "I'm pretty sore and swollen as you can see, but you guys leave tomorrow and there is food here. Christian takes good care of me. Makes it easier."

Her admission warms my heart.

"Oh, angel. I want to take care of you. I hate that you have to go through all of that. I wish I could take the aches and pain for you."

Kate gives me an evil grin. My eyebrows shoot up at her.

"What is that look, Kavanagh?"

She laughs. "Just so happens... I heard that Ava was pregnant, too... so, I borrowed a little something from a coworker so that you and Jesse could get a little taste of what they have to go through."

My eyebrows knit together in confusion. "What does that mean?"

"I brought two bellies."

Anastasia laughs. "I've seen those on YouTube! The women make the men wear them for a day or two and make them go through their day with them on."

"You want me to...to wear a fake stomach?"

Kate nods excitedly. "I was hoping that the opportunity would arise before I left."

"That's ridiculous."

"What's wrong, Grey? Worried you won't be able to handle it?"

I scoffed at her. "If you can convince Jesse to do it, then you're on." It can't be that hard, right? I work out and am in good shape. Men have much more muscle than women, so I should be able to carry the suit pretty easy.

XxXxXx

It wasn't long before I found myself standing in the middle of Kate and Elliot's rental house while Kate was getting me fitted into the pregnancy suit. It had fake breasts and a fake stomach. She said that the stomach is supposed to mimic a woman seven months along.

I look down at myself as she zips and velcros the back. Unable to help myself, I reach up and squeeze my new breasts. "Hmm, doesn't feel real to me."

"Stop groping yourself, dude. It's weird." Elliot sits on the couch, completely entertained with the fact that Jesse and I got roped into this and he didn't. Anastasia and Ava sit next to him on the couch, both wearing giant grins. They are definitely going to enjoy this, too.

"How does it feel?" Kate asks, stepping away from Jesse and me.

I shift a little in it. "Not bad. A little heavy." When I catch a glimpse of Jesse, I laugh. "You look ridiculous."

"Speak for yourself, Grey."

I roll my eyes. "So what are we supposed to do now?"

Kate gives me a grin. "Why don't we head to the bedroom so you two can have a lay."

"You want us to sleep? Together? What kind of shit is this?" Jesse looks annoyed. It makes Kate laugh.

"No, I want you two to try to get out of bed with the bellies. Come on, everyone! To the bedroom!"

*Ana's POV*

As we watch the men try to get out of bed, I am in tears. Christian is trying his hardest to get enough swing in his body to get himself to sit up, but he can't. He's at least figured out how to get his legs off the side, but I think it's only because he's seen me do it too many times. Jesse, on the other hand, is still trying to sit up while his legs are still in bed. That is never going to work.

"God damn it, to hell. I'm a grown man for fuck's sake. I can get out of a bed."

I have to cross my legs. "I'm going to pee my pants!" Christian's grumbling has me laughing so hard I have to run to the ensuite bathroom to relieve myself quickly.

When I return, Kate and Christian are fighting and Christian is standing.

"YOU CHEATED!"

"I did not!"

"You let Jesse push you up!"

"I didn't ask him to!" I catch his eye and he rushes to me, trying to hug me, but our bellies don't let us get too close. "Oh, Ana, you are never going to get out of bed alone again. I had no idea how hard it was."

I laugh. "Christian, don't worry about it. I'm glad you know just how hard it is now, though."

"Hello! Anyone going to help me up?" I turn and see Jesse still struggling to sit up.

*Christian's POV*

"Okay, you both have your shoes off. Now, all you have to do, it put them back on and lace them up." Kate stands in front of Christian and Jesse, who are sitting next to each other on the couch.

"Doesn't seem to hard."

I nod in agreement. "We've got this."

I reach down for my shoe and find it hard to breath. I have to stop to catch my breath before untying my shoe so I can slip my foot into it. I try to bend down again so I can put my shoe on, but the belly is pushing into me and it's too big for me to reach my foot. So, I change tactics and try to pull my leg up to rest my ankle on my knee so I can slip it on. I try and fail to get it up high enough. I try again; fail again. "God damn it." The belly is too big and heavy for me to get my leg up there. I decide to place my shoe on the ground and force my foot into it. The tongue of the shoe slides in, making it uncomfortable, but I got it on.

"Finally." I say, feeling like I finally conquered something.

"Now tie them." Kate states, giving me a smile.

I scowl at her and look over to Jesse, who already has his shoes on and tied.

"How?"

Ward gives me a smile. "I don't unlace mine."

Bastard.

I try to lean down to tie my shoe, but it obviously doesn't work. I only get it half tied before I have to sit up to catch my breath. I finally finish after another break to breath and realize I still have one shoe left. Following after Jesse, I manage to slip my foot in my laced shoe, pivoting on the couch enough for me to pull the back up from behind.

"Pregnancy sucks." I mention, shaking my head. I knew Ana struggled, but I had no idea just how miserable it could be.

"Okay, now that you have your shoes on, we're going to take a walk." Kate gives them a smile and opens the front door. Ana, Ava, and Elliot head toward the door. "Chop, chop boys."

"Give us a fucking minute!" Jesse barks at Kate, pushing himself up off the couch. It makes me laugh while I push myself up.

"Oh, look. The bellies come with hormones, too!" Kate says dryly, waiting for us to head out the door.

We follow her for a little while, walking past the open restaurant, where, unfortunately, our guests are congregating having an afternoon drink.

Ros looks back at us and does a double take, choking on her wine. "What do we have here?" She gives me a giant smile. "Nice tits, C."

I give her a scowl while the girls giggle.

Kate explains what she is doing while our family and friends look on and I notice my own father taking a picture of us dressed in these ridiculous things.

"Dad! I saw that!"

He gives me a smirk. "I'll password protect it, Christian."

If this gets out to the media, I might die. My reputation would be ruined.

"So, what are we doing now, Kavanagh?" Jesse looks annoyed that she's parading us in front of everyone.

"I'm just letting you guys mosey about. Let's go walk a beach for a few."

By the time we get to the beach, we slip our shoes off, and with some struggle, our socks. I walk hand-in-hand with my beautiful wife, but I notice my strides are getting shorter and I'm beginning to pant. My back is starting to ache and I have to piss.

Looking back at Ward, I see he's standing twenty feet behind us, his hand on his back, his stomach sticking out. "I give up. I can't! Take this fucker off!" He's panting as he tries to reach back and undo the stupid thing.

Kate gives Jesse a grin. "As long as you promise never to complain about your girl when she is hormonal or hurting while she's carrying your child."

He huffs. "I would never do that anyway. Get this shit off, Kate."

I'm grinning, glad that I lasted longer than him, but my back ache is getting worse.

"Looks like the fun is over, Mr. Grey. Would you like me to help you out of that awful thing?" My angel gives me a sweet smile.

"That would be much appreciated, Mrs. Grey. Thank you." I turn and let her get me out of it, sighing when the suit slides down my arms. The urge to piss has subsided. I stretch my back and it cracks all the way down. Pivoting my hips, they pop, too, and I have a seat right there in the sand, giving myself a small break.

Reaching up for Ana, I pull her to me and help her sit between my legs, letting her rest up against me.

"Thank you for everything you do, Ana. I knew it was hard on you, but after today... I have so much more respect for you. You have to carry our baby for months and I could barely deal with a few hours."

She cranes her neck to look at me and gives me a sweet smile. "That means a lot, husband."

"Please let me help you more, Ana. I can't bear the thought of you going through this all the time. Please let me take care of you."

She giggles as she looks out into the ocean. "We'll find a good middle ground for us. I'll let you help me, but I don't want you going overboard. I've been carrying this baby for seven months. I've learned how to deal with a lot, but there are some things that are hard. I'll ask for help more often instead of being so stubborn."

I press a kiss to her temple, the her cheek, and then to her neck. I just want to wrap her in my arms and take away all her aches and pains and troubles.

"Anything I can do for you now?"

"Get me nachos. Chicken, not beef. With white cheese sauce and grilled onions. Oh, and jalapenos."

I laugh.

"Alright. Let's go back to see the others and I'll ask the kitchen to make you some." She's still swollen, but I can't deny her request. She could ask for anything right now and I'd move hell and high water to get it for her.

*Ana's POV*

We're sitting at a table with Christian's family and my dad and I just finished shoving my nachos in my face. The jalapenos were so good, but I'm having instant regret. My hand goes to my chest and I give out a small burp, my heartburn rearing its ugly head. "I'm so sorry. Heartburn."

Chuckling, Christian leans over and presses a kiss to my cheek. "I'll be right right back. Stay."

He runs off and I can only guess that he's going to grab my tums for me.

"That boy is head-over-heels for you." Grace gives me a warm smile and I blush.

"Me, too. We're probably unhealthily obsessed with each other." I laugh.

"Eh!" She waves off my comment. "As long as it's mutual, who cares. Enjoy the honeymoon phase while it lasts. Once Teddy is here, you will have your hands full. Things will never be the same. Savor it, Ana. Each phase is never long enough, but usually the next is even better."

I smile at her. "Yes, these months together have felt like an eternity, but also felt so fast. We've dealt with so much this year and I'm hoping that this next year will be better. I can't bear to go through that again."

"Oh, Annie." Dad squeezes my shoulder.

Christian appears with my tums and I thank him, leaning against him. I press a kiss to his t-shirt clad shoulder and rest my head against him while I search through the tums bottle for my favorite flavors.

"Why so melancholy?" He can feel the shift.

"Oh, we were just talking about everything you'd been though so far."

Christian sighs and hugs me close to him. "The past is the past. I don't want to dwell on that. I want to look forward to spending my life with my Ana and my family and to make more babies and-"

"Woah! Time out. You're going to be waiting a few years for more babies."

He laughs at my comment. "I didn't say right this minute, angel. My point is that I want to enjoy the family we have now and grow it a little. I spent too much time as a hermit; I won't do it anymore. I can't."

I smile up at him and lift my head to press a kiss to his lips. "Good. Cause we all need you."

XxXxXx

I lay in bed in panties and a cotton sleeveless nightgown while my sexy husband rubs my Honesty Soothing Jelly on my belly. He usually rubs my Belly Butter on, but with how itchy I am, I know my skin is starting to stretch again.

"God, I love this tummy, Ana." He leans down and presses a few kisses to my bump. "Your poor skin is so dry. We'll add some of your Belly Oil when you bathe tomorrow."

I smile up at him while I lay there. "You're so good to me, Christian."

He gives me a boyish grin. "I like to take care of you, Ana. You deserve it. I want to soothe you anyway I can. I want your body happy and healthy. After I finish with your belly, I'll grab your lotion and work on your legs and feet."

I groan. "That sounds like absolute perfection, Christian."

"Thank you for letting me take care of you, wife."

I hum at the name. "Thank you for taking care of me, husband."

When he finally finishes, he relaxes beside me and I turn towards him, curling up.

"When you need to pee, I want you to tell me. Let me help you get up."

I grin. "I will as long as I can walk to the bathroom and go without an audience."

"Deal." He winks. "You look exhausted, angel. Sleep, baby. Come here and I'll hold you."

"But what about sex?" I give him a small pout. Right now I could do either/or. I'm exhausted, but nothing could keep me from a round of love-making with my new husband.

He chuckles at my pitifulness. "I promise my tongue and cock will find their way between your legs bright and early. Sleep first."

I curl up against him, my body relaxing with an exhale. "That sounds good. Night, Christian."

"Goodnight, my Ana."

The next morning, my husband doesn't disappoint. I wake orgasming, Christian's mouth buried between my legs.

A/N: I'm sorry this took so long and that it's not a long chapter. My plan next is some time on the island alone, the birth of Teddy, and maybe some cute moments with Teddy after. If you have any ideas of moments you'd like to see of them figuring out how to be parents, let me know! I need ideas!