Chapter 26: Dreams

"mom?" I heard her voice over the phone. It was Meyson.

"Yea honey?" I said in a tired voice. I was at work in the middle of the night.

"I know it's late and your at work. I'm sorry for not calling earlier"

"Oh it's ok honey. How's your trip?"

"Its so much fun. Sissy and I went to the beach earlier"

"That's great"

"Yea...well I just wanted to call you to check in. I love you momma" she said. I could tell something was wrong. But what was wrong?

Then after we hung up on each other, I got a text.

'wonder what she's really doing? Look at your email old friend -A' it said. A? Why am I dreaming about A?

I opened my email and saw Meyson's and our other daughter's mug shots.

"Oh my god..."

I shot up out of bed quickly. Did I really just have a dream about my daughters? Daughters? Meyson said sissy...

"Toby wake up!" I said.

"What is it time?!" he said sleepily.

"Meyson and our other daughter are going to be criminals!" I said.

"We have another daughter? That's nice" he said still sleepy. I smacked his chest.

"Oww!" he woke up.

"Did you hear me?!"

"No what?"

"OUR TWO DAUGHTERS ARE GOING TO BE CRIMINALS!" I yelled.

"Shhh, before you wake our ONE up!" he said.

"I had a dream about a mug shot!"

"Spencer...it was a dream. A pregnant dream. The same ones you've been having for the past 8 months!" he said.

"But..this one was different!"

"Spencer babe...please just go back to sleep"

"No, I'm hungry" I said. I got out of the bed and waddled to the kitchen. I'm 8 months pregnant now, and we're keeping the gender a surprise. But I keep having a dream about a girl.

I went to the kitchen and got a tub of cream cheese.

"Babe, what's the matter" Toby came down.

"I don't know...I guess I'm just anxious" I said.

He hugged me. "It's all going to be ok" he said.

In the past few months, we haven't been back to Rosewood. My parents haven't called, or even tried to call. They didn't come for Meyson's birthday. After mine and my dad's fight we haven't spoken. But that's their choice. I did nothing wrong.

The next morning Meyson woke up ready to run around. I made breakfast for everyone before Toby went to work.

"When are your friends coming down?" he asked as he ate his omelet

"The week of my due date"

"For how long?"

"um, Aria can only stay for that weekend, but the others are staying until Wednesday"

"that's good."

"yea...Meyson's excited" I said looking at her.

"All of us are" he said rubbing my belly.

At first, I couldn't imagine having anymore love for another baby. But now that the time is getting closer, I can't imagine life without this baby. I'm happy with my life, and although my family isn't happy about our life, we're happy with our life. Maybe one day we will get married, but right now I don't see why. I don't see why we should get married right now? We love each other wholeheartedly, we have two amazing kids, and an amazing life. What is marriage? A piece of paper? Legally yes. But what about the gays, bi, lesbians, and transgenders? Is all of them married? No. Are they allowed to be married? In a lot of places, no. Are they happy? Yes. Are they together with families? Yes. Marriage is not about a piece of paper, marriage is being with someone, who makes you happy and who you make happy. Someone who loves you unconditionally and vice versa. Someone who you can act like a total fool with and forever is really forever. Two people who can fight, sleep in separate places, and then fix it. Marriage is a word that describes two people committed together. Marriage is NOT a piece of paper saying you can steal their money if he or she cheats. Toby is my husband, maybe not to the courts, but to me, he is. I don't need a shiny ring and a poofy white dress to tell me who my husband is.