Edward POV

I moved in bed as the phone rang on the table next to it. I sighed and picked it up, annoyed to the extent where I was fighting the urge to shout down the phone. Now that I had agreed to only work night shifts from Monday to Thursday, I was enjoying my lie ins more than I ever remembered doing when I was a student or a teenager.

Partly because when I was a teenager I always shot out of bed to go and see Bella, and then when I was at university I had a new born daughter to care for. I and Bella never once fought when Emma was tiny, and I think it was because we both understood that we were both going through the same thing.

I picked up the phone as my wife moaned and snuggled closer to me. I was spooning into her back, reaching over her to reach for the phone. I put it to my ear and grunted down the phone.

I looked up as the voice started screeching own the phone, to see the sun light flickering under the curtain.

"Edward is the fete fancy dress themed?" She screamed at me.

I rubbed my eyes and sat up in bed. Bella rolled towards me to put her head in my lap and holding around my hips as I leant back against the head rest.

"Alice this woke you up at half seven in the morning?" I complained.

"Yes Edward." She snapped and I hung up, flinging the phone across the room towards the closet and deep through the open door into it. I then lay down beside my wife as she lay back against my chest.

"We should really get up now... we have to be at the school for nine." She mumbled.

I stroked her hair ad kissed her temple, "I'll go down for nine, you can stay in bed if you want."

She sighed, "Right now nothing sounds better than staying right here."

I let out a breath and smiled, rubbing the side of her stomach gently, "I know."

My eyes fluttered open as I heard soft footsteps walking towards our room. I smiled as Emma stuck her head around and she rushed forwards to jump on me, causing her mother to bounce.

Bella smiled and peeled herself away from me to let our daughter lay down in between us. I then got up in search of breakfast, rubbing my eyes as I waited for the toaster to make the noise.

For the life of me I couldn't think why my five and a half month pregnant wife would want to run the school fete. I sighed, of course I knew why, it was because she couldn't take a break away from work for more than five minutes.

I didn't need my PHD to know how much of a hypocrite I sounded right then, but I couldn't take it back. I wasn't five and a half months pregnant, my wife was, there was the difference.

I slowly carried the tray of food back up the stairs and pushed open the door to our room softly, smiling at what I saw.

Bella was sat against the headboard leaning on a mound of pillows, Emma was sat next to her both her hands on Bella's stomach. I watched as I set the food down on the end of the bed as Bella leant forwards and stroked Emma's hair, whispering things to her.

"Can you feel him, he'd right there." Bella whispered and placed her hand over Emma's so Emma could feel the baby move.

Emma's face lit up and I smiled proudly, feeling my hear contract as I looked at my family.

My daughter turned to look at me, "Daddy come and feel the baby."

I moved to sit beside m daughter and placed my hand on Bella's stomach, my wife and daughter smiled up at me and I felt tears in my eyes as I watched Emma kiss Bella's stomach and whispered and cheer when the baby kicked against her hand.

"Daddy don't cry." Emma laughed and I sniffed, wiping my eyes on the back of my hand and scooping her up in my arms. She giggled and I flipped onto my back and she began to tickle me. I squirmed under her touch but didn't laugh, much to her disappointment.

"Mummy help me tickle daddy!" She cried and Bella laughed, kneeling up beside us with some difficulty and helping my daughter tickle me.

I caught Emma's hand and she looked at me with my identical green eyes.

"Got you." I breathed and tickled her ribs. She laughed and writhed in my arms but I held onto her.

Bella laughed and rubbed her stomach, watching us fool around.

After a little while we tucked into the cold breakfast, although neither me nor Emma complained about the cold toast, and Bella was staying true to eating for two, and ate most of it, although I promised Emma on the quiet that I would buy her candy floss later on.

I got dressed as did my wife and daughter, and I was impressed, we arrived at the school at about 9:15, only a small amount of time late.