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I do not own Vampire Academy or any characters pertaining to Vampire Academy - Richelle Mead does. :)
Three Months
I slipped into my favorite pair of jeans. They were my favorite because they were the only ones that actually fit me. It got kind of tiring to buy new pairs of jeans every week. I was going to stick with this pair for now. Jeez, why did designer companies make their jeans so small?!
I blamed it all on Adrian and Andre; the soon-to-be happy fathers. They spoiled their girls, Sydney and me, like there was no tomorrow. Sydney was at least three weeks farther in pregnancy than I was. I was three months; she was about to be four. In less than two months, I had gained like five pounds. But that was not the worse news, Sydney had gained about twenty. She looked more like a pig than person. We would both work out until we got our original bodies back.
I sighed ran down my small stomach. I looked over at Sydney. We still had a long way to go before these babies came out. I would enjoy my time before it came out. . .
Four Months
All was well with the pregnancies. Sydney's and mine. We were both going to have big, healthy babies, that was for sure. And we were both grateful.
I threw Adrian yet another dark look as he laughed when I stepped on that cursed scale. Seven pounds overweight! Well, hell. I needed to stop eating so much ice cream. Hell, I needed to stop eating so much! Like that would ever happen!
I walked out of the doctor's office, happy that my baby was fine.
Five Months
I was excited. Today they would tell me what I was going to have. An ultrasound was the last thing on my mind. But if it was required then I would do it. My stomach was growing and growing by each week that passed. I didn't gain as much weight but I gained, nonetheless. My pregnancy was going well and I knew that my baby was doing fine. And that was all that mattered.
I laid back against the bed. And waited till the doctor brought the annoying machine and till Adrian got here. The nurse tapped her foot as we waited for Adrian.
I wasn't going to try to make conversation but she was. "So, honey, are you excited for your first child?"
I looked at her incredulously. "This is not my first baby; it's my fourth." I said.
Her eyes widened. "But you are so young. How old are you exactly."
"I am going to be twenty three in two months."
She nodded. "And your husband?"
I smiled evilly; he hated when I called him old. "Now, he is the old one. He is almost twenty seven." The door opened. "Speak of the devil and he shall appear."
Adrian smiled when he heard that last phrase. He came to me, his green eyes shining brightly as they looked at my stomach. He placed his hand tenderly on there.
The nurse looked at us. "Aw. . .this is quite touching." She admired us for a second longer before turning to the machine.
The nurse lifted up my teal shaded shirt and she squeezed the bottle that held the uncomfortable jelly. It felt very cool against my belly; the baby jumped in response.
She rubbed it all around. She ran the machine down my stomach up and down. She looked at me and chuckled. After a second, Adrian and I got worried. "Your baby is fine. It just doesn't want to show itself." She looked back to her screen. "Is there some way you can make the baby move?"
"Yeah, when Adrian talks to the baby." I said, absentmindedly.
She chuckled again. "Why is always when daddy talks and not when mommy talks? I remember my own daughter used to do that. Usually when they don't let themselves show in the ultrasound, it means that they are girls. Aw, how my baby used to do that! " She laughed, recalling the memory.
"Well, you never hear 'mommy's little girl.' Always 'daddy's little girl.' That's how I know this baby" —he pointed at my belly— "will be a baby girl. My baby girl. Like Taylor is." He smiled at me.
I put a hand to my forehead. "Oh, heaven forbid! Please, don't let this be a girl. Taylor will go wild when she finds out! You know how she gets all possessive when it comes to you!"
He seemed a little worried. Then, he smiled. "I will carry my two little girls everywhere. Like you carry your two boys everywhere."
"Was it that you want?" She asked both Adrian and I.
"I want a girl," he answered. I looked at the screen. She turned to me. "I don't care as long as the baby comes out healthy and well."
"Well! That sure got the baby moving!" The nurse said. "Now, lets look for the gender. . ." She turned back to us. "You will, indeed, have another girl! Congratulations!" Adrian and I stared at the screen, mesmerized at the small life we had created.
She printed out the ultra sound pictures. Luck was with us, she came out sucking on her thumb. It was very cute! The nurse wiped the jelly away and she handed me the pictures. Adrian helped me up and into my shoes and black coat. Once I was done, Adrian and I went home to show off our pictures of our baby girl to Yaritza who would be having another baby boy.
Six Months
The baby didn't stop moving when Adrian talked to her. It's amazing how such small things can be the most precious things in the whole world. How they could change the world.
Ervin, Taylor, and now Emmett, curled themselves next to me so each one of them could feel the baby kicking when Adrian spoke.
Emmett came the closet. He laid his head against my stomach He started kissing me sloppily on the stomach. . It was such a touching moment that I cried.
He got bored after some time. Taylor and Ervin took over. Taylor patted my stomach and the baby began moving. Adrian, Ervin, Taylor and I stayed like that until the baby got tired and stopped moving.
Seven Months
Yaritza and Vera had planned a surprise baby shower for Sydney and I. It was all great. My baby girl and her baby girl received many gifts.
Arianna, it had been a while since I seen her. "Rose! Such a delight that you are giving us another baby!" Sydney was close by so she had to repeat that line to her too. "Sydney, the first time ever that a girl that married an Ivashkov has a girl on the first baby. You were that lucky person."
The girls played games and had fun. The day was over and I went to bed to put that baby asleep.
Eight Months
My feet got swollen at whatever slight walk I would take.
I kicked of my black flats. I took of my long sleeved shirt. My jeans didn't last so long either. I kicked and jerked clothing until I was in my shorts and tank top. Although, it was somewhat cold outside, I didn't feel it. When you are pregnant, you can't tell the difference between cold and hot. Well, I couldn't.
I laid on top of the gold coverlet, the one that adorned the big bed. Adrian noticed me waddle here and tagged along. He took one look at me on the bed and went to the corner table to get the lotion. He came to sit beside me.
"You don't know how good that feels." I said, once he started rubbing all my body with the lotion. I had have gotten on my stomach if not for my huge stomach in the way. Plus, it was bad to lay stomach first when you were pregnant.
Although I was really tired, I couldn't sleep. I closed my eyes, letting the awesome way his hands all over my body take me over. "This is good but you know what would be even better?"
"What would that be, babe?"
I smiled, already imagining how it would feel down my throat. "A nice cup of Cheesecake Fantasy ice cream."
He chuckled. "Want me to get that for you? Vera brought some over last night. She knows how much you like it."
"Yeah, you go get that. And make it quick!" Three minutes later, he came back with a big bowl of ice cream. I got spoonfuls of it and swallowed it. The blueberries and strawberries were frozen, which made the ice cream taste even better. The pieces of cheesecake crust made it even more delicious.
Adrian sat next to me. I gave him a spoonful. When I was done with the bowl, I was content. Now, I could got to sleep.
Adrian's hand went to my stomach. He laughed when he felt the baby hiccup. She did that when I ate something to cold or when I got scared. The former happened all the time, since I ate ice cream all the time; the latter not so much, I really never got scared.
Adrian, surprised that he was still able to do it, set me on his lap. He hugged me very close to him and put his hands on my stomach. He put his lips to my ear, which made the baby and my heart move an awful lot. "What do you want to name our daughter, my love? What do you have in mind?"
"Um. . . Valerie."
"Valerie, that is precious. But why not Melissa? Like that cousin of yours."
"Why not Valerie Melissa?"
"If that's you want." He said. He began stroking my belly and it was not long before I fell asleep. A big, huge smile was on my face while I slept.
Nine Months Sydney
His touch felt comforting but his touch wouldn't make this pain go away. Don't say anything. Don't say anything! Be strong like Rose advised you to be! Be strong, Sydney! I screamed at myself internally. I rubbed my stomach and pulled on Andre's hair.
"You bastard!" I screamed, finally letting that insult out. "OW! OW! OW!"
Andre in response pressed harder on the gas pedal. I sighed in relief when the hospital lights flashed ahead of us. I would have squealed and clapped in happiness if not for the big contraction that suddenly hit in. I had to walk to the damn front doors. It was not fun, let me tell you. Andre after watching me walk just picked me up and carried me inside.
"Damn, you Andre! I hate you!" I said, as he tried to walk fast. Since I was eighty pounds over my original weight, it was kind of hard for him to carry me. His fault. Why did he feed me so many pretzels?
Before I knew it, I was pushing a baby out. "One more push." The doctor said as she looked at the baby that was coming out. I pushed and I squealed in joy as I heard a baby cry! My baby!
Oh shit! I still had to push the placenta out. So they handed her to Andre who was very teary. I was done in minutes.
I heard a scream from outside my door. "WHY? OH, WHY? WHY DID YOU DO THIS TO ME?!" The eerily familiar voice screamed. Oh that voice.
Rose screamed again. She passed the room I was in and peaked inside. "Oh, my god! You had your baby girl! I just need mine to be out!" Her stomach was tiny; I think she was going to have a small baby.
Mine on the other hand. She weighed a total of six pounds and seven ounces. She looked like Andre. She looked like Andre's side of the family. Like Ervin. She had green eyes and semi-blonde hair. Damn! Why were these damn Ivashkovs taking over with our kids? I could now understand Rose's frustration. Well, I had my daughter; now it was Rose that needed to push out a baby. Good luck, Rose! I sent to her, knowing she could hear me.
Right now, I had to focus on what to name my daughter.
Nine Months Rose
Breathe, girlfriend! My mind screamed at me. The news of having another baby was wonderful, but when the time came for them to come out, well that was horrible.
"Take a deep breath, Rose." Adrian said.
I turned to him, a murderous look in my eye. "That is what I am trying to do!"
"Alright, just calm down and breathe." He said, too calmly. Guys never got it! They thought having a baby was all lovely and dovey. They would never know until they had to push out a baby through their pee-pees.
I took several more breaths and the doctor walked in. Shit, it was the same doctor that had helped Sydney push that baby girl out. "Rose, sweetheart, how are you?"
What a dumb question! "Who cares! Help me take this baby out!"
She chuckled. I wanted to throw her out the window. A nurse helped her get into her rubber gloves.
I screamed. Those damn contractions were what I wanted Adrian to feel. So he could finally learn how to use a damn condom. Or at least he would learn to use one while we had sex. Ow! Ow!
As it was, I did slap Adrian. I needed to make him hurt like I was hurting, right now. The nurse helped my legs on either side of the bed, on the peddle like things. I had to push like twenty times before I actually heard the cries of my baby and the placenta shit was out.
I leaned back against the pillows. I took deep breaths. Adrian smoothed my hair back from my face. He leaned down and kissed me on the lips. I closed my eyes.
When I opened them, my baby girl was in Adrian's arms. He looked happily down at her. He smiled that glowing smile of his. Similar to the one he had given me when Taylor was born. Although, I almost died when Taylor was born, I still saw that smile.
Talking about Taylor, she came running through the door. Ervin walked in behind her with Emmett glued to his side. It was cute to watch Emmett take his baby steps. He was a late bloomer; he started walking when he was a year and five months. Not walking, really, baby steps. "Let me, let me see my sister!" Taylor said.
Adrian leaned down and showed her who her new sister was. She glowed just like Adrian had. Since Adrian was hogging my new baby up, I didn't have time to see what she like. Until he handed her to me. . .
HOLY SHOOT! This was not my baby! I, for one, didn't have blonde hair and nor did Adrian. But my features were very obvious on her. The only that was part of her structure that wasn't like me, was the green eyes that belonged to Adrian. Valerie Melissa weighed about eight pounds. She was going to be a tall baby like her dad, considering her length measures.
Taylor looked really happy that she finally got a baby sister. Don't get me wrong she loved her brother but girls needed to stick with girls and boys needed to stick with boys.
The doctor came in again with a bouquet of pink flowers in her hands. "You and the baby are doing excellent. You can go home in a day ,at the most." She said one day but I was let free two days later. Taylor and Ervin and Emmett were excited that we would be bringing the baby home.
Adrian held the door to our house open and his other arm, he held the baby. Once were all inside, he looked down to the sleeping baby. "Welcome home, sweetheart."
A Month Later
Taylor's nursery had been gorgeous but Valerie's beat Taylor's.
The walls were painted that very light pink that almost looked white. Paintings of exquisite flowers and butterflies were on the wall. Her name was imprinted on the wall; VALERIE MELISSA IVASHKOV was written in fancy letters on the side wall. Two picture frames from when she was sill inside hung on the lower part of where here name was.
In the far corner of the room, next to the window, her bassinet was set up. It was really pretty. A veil like top covered it. A small pink bow was at the edge. The bassinet was pretty but the crib was prettier. It was a round crib with those posts or whatever you wanted to call them. A veil canopy, that you could tie at the post, came down to cover the crib.
Her closet was filled with so many pink things. This room was worth the twenty thousand dollars Adrian had spent for his new baby girl.
The family came over and they admired and cooed at their new addition to the Ivashkov family. Lissa, Christian, Mia, Eddie, Mom and Dad also came. Everyone fell in love with Val. But the girl who still held all attention was none other than Miss Taylor. Who smiled and showed off her new 'play toy' as she liked to call it.
The day want and the night arrived.
I was perfectly at peace when my three kids, Taylor, Ervin, and Emmett where asleep in their rooms. I felt even better when Adrian brought Valerie to sleep in between us. Yay, I didn't have to wake up in the middle of the night just to go feed her.
Adrian put his hand around Valerie and I. His lips went to my ear. "When Sydney and Andre got married, I promised you a surprise didn't I?" I nodded. "Well, its almost time for me to fulfill that. . ."
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