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"Okay honey, you may be the proudest soon-to-be Dad...ever...but you don't listen in our classes. Here. Take this baby and you'll find out how difficult it is. Just try it yourself, and remember- I have to push one of these fuckers out." I handed a shocked Edward the plastic baby and turned around. "And by the way- you'll look after it for a week, and you shall be sleeping in the guest room until then." I heard Edward quickly pace towards me.

"Bella- wh...why? I don't need to look after this to prove to you I'll be a good Dad?" He gave me puppy-dog eyes, and I laughed.

"Oh, I know you'll be a good Dad...I just want you to suffer for a while. Simple." I patted his cheek and stroked my bulging stomach. "A few more months and it'll be something real- I don't want you accidentally killing our child." He smirked at the 'our' part, and I smirked with him. "Good luck with that thing- Emmett said he almost left it on the stove. Don't ask how that happened."

I went into the study, and smiled at the collection of photo's Edward had pinned up all over the wall. Scenes from our holiday...to Egypt- yeah, I know. Our baby scan pictures over the weeks...pictures of me as my stomach got larger...photos of me, Edward and the rest of our dysfunctional family, me and Edward, Rose and her pregnancy...

Rose was almost due- it was amazing how brilliant she looked as a heavily pregnant woman. Edward insists I look brilliant, but I know my feet have gotten bigger, and my ankles! I feel...frumpy.

"Love..." Edward came round the corner and wrapped his arms around me, placing his hands on his baby. "I will only do it...if we can find out the sex of the baby. Please please please honey! I really want to know- can we?" I had put my foot down on having to know the gender, but the only reason why I didn't want to know it was because I didn't feel like it and now I didn't want to admit it. I grinned at the easy way out. I also got him to do the plastic baby thing!

"Hmm..." I pretended to think about it. "Well...okay then." His eyes widened in surprise.

"Really? You'll do it?" I nodded, and he gave me his crooked grin.

"Sure. One week though." He nodded enthusiastically. Success! "What baby do you want?"

Edward beamed. "I kinda want it to be a girl." He stroked up and down my stomach, and our baby tapped on his hand lightly. We shared moments like this. The baby had started kicking on week 30, and it was such a tough time for Edward to actually feel the kick.

Flashback

"Oh my GOD Edward!" I yelled from the sofa. I was watching a film, but now it seemed insignificant. Edward came bounding over to me, panicked.

"Bella? What's wrong? Is it the baby?" He grasped my face with his hands, pulling on my bottom eyelids slowly, examining me.

"No." I sighed, placing my hand on my stomach. "The baby made it's appearance."

Edward slowly relaxed. "Huh?"

"The baby kicked, Edward." I whispered. I felt down, since the baby stopped kicking, and now I wished Edward wasn't such the first time Dad. It was getting irritating.

"Really?"

"Yes."

"Where?" I took his hand and placed it where my nudger kicked.

"Here."

"I don't feel anything."

"That's because they stopped! I'm not hallucinating, Edward." I put my head on his shoulder, and he pulled me into a hug. I shut my eyes calmly and breathed deeply. And something grew inside of me, and I smiled. "Edward?" I gave him that tone, and he smirked, picking me up and dashing to our bedroom. And boy, was it good.

End flashback.

It took weeks for Edward to finally feel the kick, because my baby stopped whenever Edward tried. I remember telling him 'he must be calling you when he kicks.' I fluctuated from 'they' to 'her' to 'him'...I wasn't sure so which one it was. When he finally felt the small thumb on my stomach. It was when we were having coffee with our friends, and he was next to me, hand on my stomach. The baby kicked where his hand was. It was absolutely magical. His smile...I hoped our child had that smile. Mine was no good. And as for my raised libido...we made full use of that. I giggled as I tugged on my light maternity top, showing my swollen stomach, and stroked the warmth with my cool fingers.

"You're amazing, sweetheart." Edward mumbled, kissing my forehead. "I love you." I groaned.

"Me? Really?" Now it was Edward's turn to groan. But I couldn't help myself blurt it out. I always wondered why someone like Edward chose someone like myself.

"Bella, you are beautiful. Stop with that tone of voice" I laughed lightly.

"Honey I'm sorry. Blame it on the hormones."

"I will. But once our baby is out you can't use that excuse anymore."

"Yes Sir."

"And for the next few weeks, I don't want to hear you say 'I'm fat' or 'Ugh I'm ugly'. Okay? Because I don't want you to feel that way." Ugh, why the talk?

"Edward I want to go see Rose and Alice. I feel like I have't seen them in absolutely ages."

"Bella you saw them yesterday."

"Yes but Rose is due soon! I can't sit and wait! She's passed her shower!" Rose had a late baby shower two weeks ago, and I'm convinced she'll give birth early. I don't know why.

"I can take you if you want..." He mumbled, and I tried to sit up.

"Ugh. This baby is getting heavy." He helped me up, and I sighed. "I don't feel good at all. I don't feel sexy, nor do I feel like I should be going out. I feel...lazy. Come on, lets go before I change my mind." Edward stroked my back as he led me to the door, grabbing the keys. I stopped him.

"Can we walk today? It isn't too far, and I need some exercise." He nodded, and opened the door for me. We walked hand in hand down the road to Rose's and Emmett's. I saw our neighbour couple as we passed by, Didyme and Afton. They nodded their head in agreement.

"Howdy." I grinned.

"Hey Mr and Mrs Cullen, how's the little one doing?" Afton waved. I put my other hand on my stomach.

"The baby is just perfect. Giving me back ache though!" I laughed. Didyme was a grandmother, and Afton a grandfather, both aged 42. Her 20 year old daughter, Athenodora, had a son, Billy, who is two. At first, when Didyme told me about her choice of name, I thought it was too crazy, but I really fancy a unique name for my child. Me and Edward haven't talked about baby names yet, because of the fact we don't know the gender.

"Shoot! Edward you forgot the baby!"

Didyme raised her eyebrow. "No I think it's still in you." I laughed weakly.

"No, I gave Edward one of those plastic ones to care for a week." Afton barked out a laugh.

"Oh, so it wasn't just Austin?" Austin is Athena's boyfriend/ biological father of Billy. He stuck his hoe into the soil, doing gardening. "When Athena had her first one-" referring to Billy "-she had Austin try one of those. I heard he shoved it in the shed, but I wouldn't do that if I were you Edward. I bet Bella would know exactly when you are thinking about doing it." Edward chuckled, and I nodded.

"I think he's already thought about it!"

We said our goodbyes and headed over to our best friend's house in the edge of town. I knocked on their door, waiting patiently. Emmett opened the door, and we smiled and he greeted us.

"Wow Bella you've gotten big." I stomped past him and through the bright living room into the outdoor porch where Rose had collapsed on the sofa, looking uncomfortable.

"Bella! Get him out of me!" She moaned, and slammed her eyes shut. "I want out! I'm so uncomfortable! Please, Ugh." I sighed and ran my hand through her hair.

"Patience, honey. You'll make it. I know how you feel." Rose nodded.

"Are you going to find out the sex yet? It may get too late."

I scoffed. "There's never a date. Is there?"

"I don't know. Just...please go. It's your first child. I loved it when I found out."

"He'll love you, Sweetie." I whispered as the boys entered the room.

"I know. He'll love you too." I looked down. The window was tapped on, and I looked up. Alice and Jazz grinned, and both stepped out from the living room and came to hug the pregnant ladies.

"Hi! Hows it going?" They took a seat opposite us and cuddled up together.

"It's okay. Tiring." Rose sleepily told her.

"It'll be worth it soon." Edward and Emmett sat on the floor next to each of us.

"I hope it comes quickly..." Rose threatened.

And it was. That next week, Rose gave birth to a beautiful baby Boy, who they named Harry. And he is beautiful. The journey started when we were about to head from Rose's to the hospital anyway, as I am true to my word- we were heading for another baby scan, to find out the gender. Edward was literally buzzing, bouncing up and down, and I had to put my foot on the ground when he asked if we could go- an hour early.

"They won't see us until our appointment, Edward. Relax. Stop being such a freak." I laughed, giving him a small shove. He caught my hand and pecked it, brushing my hand against his lips. "Edward, stop." I giggled, and he grinned.

Soon it became acceptable to leave, and just as I stood up, Rose gasped.

"Oh my god! Emmett!" Liquid seeped through her dress. Oh shit. "The baby! It's coming!" And Emmett was all hands on, and even Edward forgot about our appointment.

"Rosie, let's get you to the hospital." We were all climbing into his jeep and Edward's Volvo- it was me, Edward, Alice and Jazz in the Volvo, and Em, Rose, Nessie and Jake in the jeep- we had to pick up the two love birds from the cafe nearby as they wanted to come. The drive took a mere quarter of an hour, and we found Rose a wheelchair to speed her through the hospital. The lady at the desk looked up in surprise as we barged through, me in my own wheelchair, pushed by Edward.

"Ma'am? I need you to calm down." She persisted. "Are both of you in labour?" Rose was breathing too hard for her own good, which was pointless as she wasn't even close to birth.

"No, but I can barely walk as it is." I suggested, and she directed us to the right ward. We had to wait in the hallways, and Esme arrived later. Carlisle was at work, apparently it was a busy day.

"Edward, what time is our appointment?" We were here, after all, but I think we were early. He looked at his watch.

"Um...lets go." He pulled me up from the wheelchair which I happily loved, and waved goodbye to our friends. We headed back to the desk.

"Can't walk, can we?" The lady said sarcastically. I ignored her.

"I have a appointment. Bella Swan." She typed for a few seconds, and told us to go down certain hallways.

"I don't see why we don't remember where we should go." I mumbled as we walked hand in hand to the room. "I mean, how many appointments have we had?"

"Plenty." He agreed, and smiled as we met Gianna, our practitioner.

"Hey! Come on in." she beamed. "How is it going? Any discomfort?" She scanned for the baby, and the final desicion arrived.

"We want to know the sex of the baby." I grinned, and squeezed Edward's hand. Gianna smiled and moved her hand holding the equipment around my stomach.

"It's going to be a baby girl. Congratulations." My eyes never left Edward's.

"You wanted a girl?" He nodded, and kissed me whole heartily. I beamed at Gianna.

"Thank you. So much." We quickly left after some questions and we went back to our group of friends. I snickered at them.

"We're having a girl!" I cried, and they all jumped on us, slapping Edward on the back or something in a friendly manner, and giving me hugs and reassuring words. I was so delighted. Alice screeched.

"I want to buy her clothes!" She jumped up and down happily, and I laughed.

"As long as it's not me." I grinned. "How's Rose doing?"

"Emmett hasn't left her side once. She's got a good couple more hours to go."

And it was. The only time Emmett left the room was to use the toilet, and by hour 7, the contractions were coming closer together apparently, and then she was ready. Emmett came out into the hall after half an hour, all smiles.

"I'm a Dad!" he yelled, and turned right back around, as we cheered.

"I'm an uncle!" Edward smirked in joy. "And you're an auntie!" He told me.

"Way to go." I mumbled, and took a seat, taking a deep breath. I was feeling drowsy, and shut my eyes, resting the back of my head on the wall.

"Honey, are you okay?" I heard Edward ask, and he put a hand to my forehead. I nodded my head.

"I'm just tired. Can we go home? I want to see Rosalie first." I opened my eyes and he helped me up. I was getting bigger by the second, I swear. I knocked on the door, and stumbled over to her bed. She was relaxing, her face covered in a layer of sweat, and Emmett was carrying Harry.

"He's beautiful, Rose." I whispered reaching over to stroke his forehead. Rose weakly sent me a smile and looked up at Em.

"I know. You look tired Sweetie. I'll be here tomorrow- get some sleep." She gave me a small squeeze on my hand. I put a hand to my face.

"I'm sorry. I would love to stick around, but my due date is soon, you know? They think I should get a c-section, because of my miscarriage before...but I want a natural birth." I hated to think of my time in England. "So I got to get some rest. I'll be back before you know it."

"Can you send in some people? Let's get this over with." Rose blinked and I nodded. I turned around to see Edward holding Harry, and tears pricked at my eyes.

"Where's the camera?" I fiddled in my bag, and pulled it out, snapping a photo of the beautiful moment. We headed back home, taking Edward's car, and I left the rest to sort out how they were going to get home, as I felt so exhausted. I fell asleep as soon as I shut my eyes.

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I woke up. It has been four weeks since Emmett, Harry and Rose came home, and I am overdue and half dead, I swear. I was on my side on the bed, and Edward's arm was draped across my stomach, hand to the skin. Edward has been...unbelievable. He hadn't even snapped at me when I became so shouty and throwing my arms in the air. And he never slept in the other room, and I always woke up to him close to me. I felt so loved. I groaned and sat up, and Edward's arm fell limply off, scraping down my back. He hadn't woken up yet, as it was in the early hours. I trooped over to the en suite and used the restroom, the second time that night. I was too awake to go back to sleep, so I decided I was hungry. Down the stairs I went, and I glanced at the clock as I passed by into the kitchen. 5am. Not bad. I went over to the fridge, and shuddered as the cold air hit me, and I went to make myself a sandwich. As soon as I started spreading the butter, I felt another shudder ripple through me. But it wasn't the cold, as I looked down to the floor. Oh my god. Oh my god. I started to hyperventilate, and leaned onto the side for support.

Okay, I told myself, rememeber what I learnt in the classes.

"EDWARD!" I yelled, and shut my eyes, waiting for him to come. "EDWARDD!" The bounding on the stairs soon came.

"What's wrong sweetie?" Edward groaned. Oh, now it's the time to be the annoyed father. I looked up and saw he had a hand rubbing his eyes, and I narrowed my eyes.

"The baby..." I let out, and Edward dropped his hand, looking down to my feet, and he was suddenly all awake. His mouth fell open, and we made the excruciating trip to the hospital. I called everyone when we were driving, and insisted that they shouldn't come so early, since it'll be hours before the baby is out. But, as I remember, they are stubborn. Only half an hour after I got into my bed, they were waiting in the halls, besides Rose, who had to wait for Harry to be awake. I groaned, resting my head on the pillow, and Edward held my hand, stroking my forehead.

"You're doing so well love." He whispered. Right.

"Right, I have every reason to scream 'you did this to me' when I'm pushing this baby out of me."

"And I will accept it with all of my being."

"That's what I married you for." I patted his cheek and chewed on my lip.

I won't go into detail with...the birth, but I will tell you that at 11:00am exactly, little Elizabeth made her way into this world. Beth was beautiful. She could chose from Eliza, Lizzie, Elizabeth, Beth...I like it as Beth. Rose had come by now, and Jazz had taken the pictures. It was a tearful moment, and not because Edward and I were now parents. We were all together, just the way I wanted it to be. After all of these years...we had finally made it. Everything we've been through...it was complete. I felt complete. Just in a matter of a few years, I became married to the love of my life...a parent...part of a family. And it amazed me.

Nessie spoke up. "Alice and Jazz, it's your turn next to get prego...because in 9 months yo'll be the only ones left."

"Mummy! Mummy!" My oldest daughter yelled. Beth came dashing up the porch steps, and I smirked as she climbed onto my lap and pulled me into a hug.

"Hey Sweetie!" I looked over her shoulder as Edward trooped behind her with her school bags, chuckling to himself.

"Mummy I met a fwend today!" She giggled.

"Who's the lucky boy?" I laughed, and she shook her head, shaking her bronze curls.

"No, silly. This girl I met today- Justine. She's a girl, Mummy. Not a boy."

"Beth reminds me of you, Bella." Edward grinned, coming over to kiss my temple. "She's as stubborn as you."

"And how is that?"

"Beth honey, you new friend is called Justin. He is a boy." I laughed out loud.

"No, Daddy. Girl! Girl! Vera says so too!" She accused, slapping Edward's chest lightly. "And can Sasha sleep over tonight? Harry wanted to come but we said 'no' because it is a girls night in. I want to play dolls. Harry said he'll bring his man barbie but he doesn't have one because Nessie wouldn't let it happen, would it? I remember her saying that so I told Harry and he went all red..." She carried on telling her day and I looked up at Edward, who sent me a cheeky wink. A year after Beth was born, I fell pregnant with Felix, who is now 5 and as cute as ever.

Alice and Jazz have a set of twins, named Kate and Jane, and they are 5 years old also. They got married in the summer after Beth was born, and bought a house close by.

Nessie and Jake tied the knot 2 years after Sasha arrived, who has only just turned 5, and they are pregnant with their second bouncing baby at this moment in time.

Emmett and Rose had been really at it! They now have 3 children. Harry, Huilen and little Garrett. Esme and Carlisle didn't have any more children, but Mary is a handful as it is! She is one of Beth's best friends, and Mary is slightly older than Beth, and she looks up to Mary, I like to think.

As I have said in my head many, many times. Life as I know it, is perfect. That doesn't mean that it is perfect- we do have our arguments, we do have falling outs, we do have drama in our lives...but if there was no drama, then life would be boring. I still work, but I spend more time working on the kids as of now, and until then, I will continue to do so.

So, going back to the first chapter...those 2 weeks really did something, didn't they? I wonder what would have happened if we went to Spain or something...?

The End.

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