"Brenda, we gotta go. We're gonna be late for the doctor. What are you doing in there?" Roger asked eating a piece of toast.
"I'm throwing up my guts, what did you think I was doing? Playing with my hair." she asked looking up at him.
"I'm sorry Baby. Do you want some toast? It'll settle your stomach." he asked holding the toast towards her.
"Ugh, no. I can't eat anything. I'm afraid I'll throw it up. Let's just go." she said putting her jacket on.
"Baby, you have to eat something. The baby needs you to keep yourself nourished." he said looking down at her.
"Roger, that's easy for you to say. You're not throwing up every time you try to eat something." she yelled looking up at him.
"I know and I'm sorry Baby. It's only your first trimester. The doctor said it would go away soon." he said looking down at her.
"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I'm just really frustrated. My clothes are starting to get too tight, I can't eat anything without throwing it up 5 minutes later, my hormones are screwing with me all the time and my boobs hurt so bad I can't sleep on my stomach. And it's only gonna get worse." she told him starting to cry.
"Brenda, you're carrying our baby. This is gonna be really hard on you, but it's gonna be worth it. You'll see. We're gonna have the happiest most beautiful baby there ever was. You'll see." he smiled leaning down to wipe the tears from her face.
"Yeah, and I'm gonna be a fat whale before it's all over." she said looking up at him.
"Baby, you're gonna be the most beautiful woman in the world." he said kissing her head.
"Roger, how could you say that? When my ankles are swollen and I have stretch marks, how do you know you're still gonna think I'm beautiful." she asked as he wiped her face again.
"Because you're my wife and I love you more than anything in this world." he smiled kissing her again. "Now we have to leave for the doctor. Are you OK?" he asked looking down at her.
"Yeah, I'm ready. But for the record, I love you more than anything in this world too." she smiled looking up at him.
"I know Baby." he smiled before they left to go to the doctor.
"Roger, are you here? Roger." Brenda called out dropping her pocketbook on the floor by the couch.
"He's in the bedroom Babygirl." Collins told her looking up from his book.
"Thanks sweetie." she smiled rushing into the bedroom. Roger was sitting on the bed with headphone on rocking out listening to music. "Roger, I need to talk to you." she said taking the headphones off of him.
"What's the matter Baby? Are you OK? The baby...?" he asked as she cut him off.
"Me and the baby are fine. Roger, I saw my mother." she said looking down at him as he sat up further.
"You what? What did she say?" he asked looking at her.
"She didn't see me. I was coming out of the park and I saw here coming out of a store. I hid behind a tree until she was out of sight." she said leaning back against the wall caressing her 5 months pregnant belly.
"Are you OK Baby?" he asked looking down at her.
"Yeah, I'm OK. Why was she here? She never comes into the city. The closest to the city she goes is Queens to hang out with her friends. Do you think she was looking for us?" she asked looking over at him.
"Baby, it's been over a year, I doubt it." he said sitting back with her.
"Roger, you don't find it weird that she was in a store off Thompkin Square Park, just blocks from where we live?" she asked as he slipped one arm around her shoulders and put the other on her belly.
"Brenda, if she was looking for us, she would have found us. Don't worry about it. She was probably just here shopping. Everything is OK. No one's gonna separate our family. I promise." he said kissing her head.
"Why is it whenever you tell me everything is gonna be OK I believe you?" she asked smiling up at him.
"Because I've never broken a promise to you yet and I don't plan on doing it now." he smiled leaning down to kiss her.
"Maybe that's it." she smiled as he held her in his arms.
"Ow. Do you mind?" Brenda asked laughing as she looked down at her belly.
"What is he doing?" Roger asked laughing as he came into the living room.
"He's kicking the crap out of me." she laughed looking up at him as he sat next to her on the couch.
"He's saying hi mommy." Collins smiled looking over at her.
"Yeah, well he doesn't have to say hi so hard." she laughed looking over at him.
"Listen little boy, you be good to your mommy, OK? She's special." he smiled leaning down to kiss her belly.
"Ugh, hey." she said as she and Roger laughed. "He always does that when you talk to him." she smiled running her fingers through his hair.
"Well he knows his daddy's voice. Don't you buddy?" he asked caressing her belly.
"I feel so damn fat. I haven't seen my feet in months and he's using my kidneys as a punching bag. Either he's gonna be a boxer or a drummer." she laughed leaning in to him.
"Bite your tongue." Roger told her looking up at her.
"Uh Oh. You're in for it now Babygirl." Collins laughed getting up from the couch.
"He's gonna be a guitarist. Do you hear that little boy? Guitarist. Think strings." he said leaning down to her belly again.
"You are so pathetic." she laughed caressing his head.
"No son of mine is gonna be a drummer. Drummers are arrogant." he said looking up at her.
"Oh geez." Collins laughed from the kitchen.
"Yes Baby." she laughed as he leaned up to kiss her.
"I'm serious." he smiled looking down at her.
"We can tell." she laughed looking over at Collins before sitting back on the couch in Roger's arms.
"What do you want for dinner?" he asked looking down at her.
"Everything. I am so hungry." she said looking up at him.
"How about I make you some spaghetti? You know how much you like my sauce." he smiled looking down at her.
"Rockin', sauce." Collins called out taking a beer out of the refrigerator.
"Eww, I can't even think about sauce. I've been getting a lot of heartburn lately." she told him looking up at him.
"Maybe not." Collins smiled as Roger looked back at him.
"OK, how about I make chicken? You can still eat that, right?" he asked looking down at her.
"Yeah, I can still eat that. You are so good to me." she smiled leaning up to kiss him.
"Well you are my wife and you are carrying my son." he smiled caressing her head.
"That I am Baby." she smiled looking up at him.