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I am in the meadow holding my little baby, my little Peeta. He really does look just like him, with the blonde curls and bright blue eyes. Suddenly, I feel arms encircle me from behind and I know who it is. I lean in to him and smile, completely content.
"I love you Katniss"
"I love you too Peeta" I turn to give him a kiss and when our lips touch, I know that everything is going to be absolutely perfect for the rest of my life.
My eyes flutter open and I smile to myself. A good dream, wow. I haven't had a good dream since the pregnancy started. They've all been about the baby in the games, or the baby getting mauled by mutts, or Snow taking the baby. Now, I am reassured. I feel like I can really do this. I can have a baby with Peeta, and our baby will grow up and be happy and never scared or hurt or hungry or anything that my childhood was filled with.
I think about the little baby boy in my dreams. The baby always goes from a girl to a boy, ranging from an exact copy of Peeta, to the carbon copy of myself as a baby. I really do hope that I have a baby boy, a little Peeta.
We'll be finding out today, whether it's a boy or a girl. I can't wait, I'm incredibly excited, but at the same time, I'm overwhelmingly nervous. Every time there is some sort of milestone with the pregnancy, I always freak out and go into major worry mode. When I first felt the baby kick, I practically had a meltdown. I know that today will be no different, I will freak out just as much, if not more.
I turn to see Peeta sleeping peacefully, and I can't help myself. I lift my head off the pillow and kiss him lightly on the lips. He sighs, but doesn't wake up. I immediately kiss him again, hoping for a better reaction. I kiss him longer and harder, but still, nothing.
I get up and stradle is waist, pressing my lips eagerly to his, keeping them there for as long as I can. Suddenly, I feel his hand cup my face, the other is in my hair. He leans up from the bed, so that I'm more sitting on his lap, and he places a hand on my stomach, our lips still locked together.
When I know I can't hold on any longer, I pull away to breathe. He smiles at me "Well good morning to you too" before giving me one last peck. He grabs hold of my waist and slides me off. I groan and he just smiles innocently at me "Katniss, we have to get ready to go to the doctor."
"Yeah but can't we just be lazy for a little while longer?" I'm hoping he'll give in and come back to lay with me in the bed, when he just shakes his head.
"I'll tell you what Katniss, how about I go make breakfast and you take a shower." A shower does sound good right now so I just nod. He grabs my hand and kisses it before walking out to make breakfast.
I walk over to the shower and think about my dream. Only seven and a half more months until I can really hold my baby in my arms. Even though I am already two and a half months pregnant, you can barely see my bump. It isn't exactly non-existent but it's small.
The warm water feels incredibly relaxing against my back and I swirl little images on my stomach with the water that drips onto it. I start to realize how hungry I am about half way through my shower, so I rush through the rest of it.
I immediately pull on a pair of my new stretchy pants, and one of my flowy pregnancy shirts. I've been wearing these every time I have to go into town, so that people don't see my baby bump. Peeta and I decided to keep it a secret for now. When we first told people that we were engaged, Plutarch immediately sent cameras over to interview us, district 12 was filled with reporters for weeks. We decided that we want to wait until I am at least five months pregnant to tell anyone that we haven't told yet, those people only consisting of Haymitch and my mother.
My mom was the first person I called when I got home from the hospital, the day we found out; and she was thrilled. We told Haymitch a few weeks ago, because he told me I looked like I had put on a few pounds and I burst into tears. If it hadn't been for my stupid pregnancy hormones, I would have had a snide comeback to throw in his direction, but instead I just couldn't stop crying.
As I walk downstairs to the kitchen, the smell of delicious cheese buns wafts through the air. I sit down at the table just as Peeta sets a plate full of yummy breakfast things in front of me.
"Thanks" I say before I stuff my face. He just smiles and digs in to his food.
"How was your shower?" he asks me.
"Wet" I answer, he laughs and I can't help but laugh with him.
"So, you didn't have any nightmares last night?" he says it more like a statement than a question and I nod.
"No, I had a good dream about us and the baby" a smile creeps onto his face and he takes my hand in his.
"Do you think it'll be a boy or a girl?" he asks me
"I don't know, I'm hoping for a boy. A little boy, just like you" he wrinkles his nose and shakes his head.
"No way, it has to be a girl. A little Katniss" I smile as he uses the term I used for my imaginary baby boy – a little Peeta.
He gets up when we've both finished and cleans off our plates. "We should get going now; I really want to know if it's a boy or girl."
"Yes we should, but maybe you should think of getting dressed first." He looks down at his bare chest and laughs
"I didn't even notice" he says, while chuckling.
When he is back downstairs in the proper attire for a walk through town, I grab his hand and head out the door.
As we start to make our way through District 12, to the hospital, we pass a family walking in the same direction as us. I smile at the little girl and her mother, who looks like she is about to give birth right where she stands. She has to be at least eight months pregnant, and she is wearing the same kind of shirt as mine.
The little girl holding her hand, who looks about five, taps her arm. "Yes, Lucy?" the mom looks down at her daughter and picks her up.
"Mommy, is that lady going to have a baby like you?" the little girl asks as she points at me.
Her mom looks to where she is pointing and when she sees me looking at her, her eyes widen. "Lucy, don't point…its rude. And, n-no. That is Katniss Mellark, the mockingjay" she smiles nervously at me as she looks down at her daughter.
"Mommy, what's the mockingjay?" her mom just laughs
"Oh nothing" and then they turn in the opposite direction from us and walk away.
Even though I have been wishing for a little boy for the past two and a half months, I suddenly find myself wanting a daughter. A little girl who will look at me and talk to me and learn from me, just as Lucy does with her mother.
We turn into the hospital and walk to the reception desk. "Why hello, Mr. and Mrs. Mellark" the new receptionist greets us.
"Hi" Peeta smiles at her "We have an appointment with Dr. Spruill."
"Of course" she says, and she leads us down a long hall to the sterile white room. "The doctor will be with you momentarily"
We wait in silence, both too nervous to speak. Peeta starts fidgeting with a strand of my hair, when the doctor walks in.
"Hello again you two" he smiles at us
"Hello Dr. Spruill" Peeta says
"Well Katniss, I'm going to need you to get your shirt up so we can get a good look at your stomach." I lift my shirt up and lie back. He squirts this cold, blue jelly on to my stomach and presses a metal thing onto it. All of a sudden, there is a picture up on the screen by the bed.
"Um what is that?" I ask
"That is your baby"
"That?" I ask "That looks like a little animal" they both laugh and I can see the excitement on Peeta's face.
"Well, the baby looks healthy to me" says the doctor, at that Peeta's smile brightens even more. "Would you like to know the gender?" the doctor asks us
"Yes!" we both say in unison
The doctor chuckles and says "You are going to be having a…boy!"
A boy? A boy! I'm so excited and I grab Peeta's hand and give it a little squeeze. He looks at me and smiles, tears in his eyes. "I knew it" I say
"I'll leave you two alone" the doctor says, giving us our privacy again. He walks out after wiping the goo off my stomach.
"Katniss, we are having a son, a baby, a little baby boy." Peeta smiles at me, and what is happening finally sinks in.
A son. A little baby boy. There is going to be someone in this world who will be calling me mommy. Someone who will depend on me for the entirety of his life. Depend on me for everything. And, although I am used to being depended upon, this is something totally new. How will I do it? It's not like I had a great mother to model myself after, and Peeta's mom was probably worse than mine. How will I know what to do? What if I'm a bad mom? My son will need me to teach him things and love him and feed him and protect him and-and…I don't even know what else a mom is supposed to do.
Suddenly I start to cry, and Peeta looks at me, confused. "Peeta, what am I going to do? I don't know how to be a mom." He pulls me into his arms and gives me a tight hug. I rest my head under his chin and continue to cry.
"Katniss it's alright. Shh, everything is going to be ok. I'll be there. If you need help with something I'll always be there. Don't worry" he continues to try to soothe me, but I just keep thinking of things that could possibly ever be a problem for my little son.
"What about the games? What about Snow? What if something happens and I can't protect him?" I'm sobbing uncontrollably now and I can't breathe easily.
"Katniss, Katniss look at me." Peeta takes my chin in his hand and tilts my head so I'm forced to look him in the eye "There are no more games, and there is no more president Snow. Paylor is the president now, and she is a great president. She'll make sure the baby is safe" he kisses me lightly on the lips and touches my stomach, rubbing it. "I promise our son will be safe. I'll make sure of it"
He looks so sure of himself, so determined to keep our baby safe, that I have to believe him. I know in the back of my head that there will always danger for our baby, but for now he will be safe. He will be happy and healthy and loved. This thought makes me smile, the thought of Peeta and me with our son, happy and safe.
Alright thank you all for reading and please review!
Yes, I know what you're thinking - KATNISS AND PEETA HAVE A DAUGHTER FIRST!
I guess you'll just have to keep reading to see what's going to happen hehe I'm evil