White Christmas

Snow fell over Mt. Baldy like something out of a winter wonderland. The wind howled, blowing snowflakes in all directions. The moon reflecting on the newly fallen snow was almost too bright to look directly at but too beautiful to be missed. It was nights like this that just felt like Christmastime. You couldn't get that same exact feeling in Southern California with it's perfect year round weather. I'm glad we're here in the mountains for this time of year. The yuletide energy was in the air.

I stood by the window sipping hot chocolate and observing the scene outside. Tomorrow would be a perfect day to snowboard now that there was a guarantee of fresh powder for the morning. I've been snowboarding since I was a child and Raymundo first took Otto and I to the mountain. We ended up loving it as much as we loved surfing, skating, snowboarding and all the other extreme sports we did back in those days. I still love them to this day but at six months pregnant I won't be doing any snowboarding this year.

It's my first pregnancy. Between the morning sickness and the swollen ankles it wasn't the easiest thing I've experienced but it wasn't as terrible as I expected. And in another three months I'll have a baby. I'll actually be a real mother. The thought of that made me nervous, as it would anyone. It also made my heart feel incredibly full. I haven't met her yet but I already love her. I'm longing to hold her in my arms. I want to hear her laughter and coos. I'm looking forward to watching her grow up. They say that time passes by before you know it but I'm going to relish every moment.

I'm so lucky to be taking this journey with someone I love. My husband is the most wonderful man in the world to me. He's so sweet and caring. He's been incredible through all of this. He always runs to get whatever food I'm craving and gives me massages whenever I'm aching. He tolerates my mood swings and complaints. He's made this beautiful but challenging moment in our lives so much more bearable.

The wind howled a little louder this time as the snow fell faster. I couldn't take my eyes off the swirling snowflakes. It was like being inside of a snowglobe almost. Or those cheesy cartoon specials Dad used to make us watch every year. It was our family tradition. My mother began them before she passed away. We didn't appreciate them until we were older but it made me feel closer to her.

I can't wait to see what kind of traditions we'll have with this child growing inside of me, what kind of beautiful memories we'll create as a family.

"Whatcha thinking about mi vida?" I heard a soothing voice ask me as a pair of strong arms wrapped around me. I relaxed into him feeling protected.

"The only thing that's been on my mind for months: the baby." I said.

"Pleasant thoughts I hope." he said. I could hear the smile in his voice.

"How could they not be?" I asked.

"That's true. I can't wait to meet our daughter. Three more months and she's here. Maybe sooner if she wants to come early. Like they do sometimes"

"Let's hope not. I could use all the extra time to prepare. We haven't even finished setting up the nursery, we haven't had the baby shower, we still need to-"

"Shh." he said as he kissed my temple. "My love, we'll get all that together soon enough. Try not to stress. It's not good for either one of you." he warned.

"I know, I know. I'm not stressed, Maurice. I'm just excited. Very excited is all."

"Mmmhmm" He muttered, squeezing me a little tighter. Okay maybe I was just a little stressed. But hey, who wouldn't be? It was our first and I was the one that would have to give birth soon. But he's right I shouldn't be worrying myself. Who would have thought that Twister would grow up to be the voice of reason in this relationship. It was a shock given how irresponsible he was as a child. That was then and this now. Now he was a sensible adult on his way to being a great dad.

"The snow's so pretty." I said getting caught up in the magical scene outside the window again.

"Yeah it really looks like Christmas out there. Hey come here for a second." He said taking my hand and leading me towards the kitchen.

"Where are we going?'' I asked with a giggle.

"Just follow me." he ordered as we stopped in the doorway of the kitchen.

Right below the mistletoe.

"Merry Christmas Reggie." He smirked down at me. I glanced at the clock. It was just after midnight.

"Merry Christmas Maurice." I leaned up to kiss the love of my life, my husband and the father of my child.

A/N: Merry almost Christmas everyone. I'm hoping to do a few Christmas song prompts since my Christmas song playlist is like 200+ songs long and I no longer have to worry about school since the semester is over. Song is White Christmas which has been performed by everyone and their mama but I personally like The Temptations's version the best.