9 Months
Disclaimer: I don't own Crescent Moon.
Last time on 9 Months: When Mitsuru came to, she had to tell him two more times that they were having a baby. Once it finally sunk into his thick skull, he gently kissed her then asked if she knew the due date.
April 21, at least that's what the doctors said.
Seven more months to go.
Feels more like seven years.
A/N: Thanks for all of the reviews everyone! The answer is 42: April 21, huh? Never really noticed. I just took the date that my aunt's due and switched the numbers. Oh well. By the way, love the penname; Hitchhiker's Guide! Anyways, enjoy!
Chapter 3: The Third Month
She's always eating something. Whether it's fruit, or a bag of veggies, or a steak dinner, she's always shoving something edible down her throat.
She didn't have any weird cravings, like peanut butter and pickle sandwiches or mac n' cheese with soy sauce. The only strange thing she hungered for were popsicles.
And it just happened to her randomly. She'd been grocery shopping in the frozen food section, when she suddenly got a strange urge for popsicles. So she bought two boxes of the really expensive ones that had real fruit and everything. Then she got home, put everything in its proper place, and decided to have one. Next thing she knew, Mitsuru was home and there were two empty popsicle boxes in the freezer.
And ever since then, she'd been eating popsicles as if they were going out of style.
She was still tired though. But Dr. Hibiya said she'd regain energy once the second trimester started. She couldn't wait.
Thinking of her doctor reminded her of the ultrasound last week. That had been a memorable moment.
Dr. Hibiya had been going over the regular stuff, that the baby was now about eight centimeters long and around fourteen grams. She and Mitsuru hadn't really been listening to her, just staring at the screen with their child on it. Then the doctor had asked if they'd like to hear the heartbeat.
When she flipped the switch, and the thump-thump-thump filled the room, Mahiru had burst into tears. Happy tears, of course. Mitsuru had held her, rubbed her back, while he had cried silently.
They took the DVD home and watched it for hours. Then they took it to the Moonshine and they watched for several more hours. Granted, there hadn't been much to see, but the heartbeat was the main attraction. It'd been fun to watch Akira try to count all ten fingers though.
Next week would be her thirteenth. Since most miscarriages happened during the first trimester, she was eager for the second to start. Maybe she was being paranoid, but what new mother wouldn't be?
A/N: Hope you liked it! Review please!
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