Amelia POV

August 2016

Another six weeks had passed since we found out I was pregnant and since Nathan Miller was sentenced to 35 years in prison. Things were getting better. I didn't have my nose splint anymore since that had fully healed, and now I only had a soft splint on my arm to stabilize my wrist for the last bit of healing my arm had to do. All of the x-rays showed perfect healing. I was thankful for Callie. She was the best orthopedic surgeon on the west coast so I knew I was in the best hands. We started on physical therapy to make sure I would be able to fully do surgeries once the splint was off. Until then, I was back at work doing lectures and consults. When we went to the midwife to confirm my pregnancy, she said the baby was measuring just at four weeks. Now that six weeks had passed, I was ten weeks pregnant. The baby's due date was March 16 which was two months and ten days after Bella's first birthday Our babies would be fourteen months and ten days apart. Owen was over the moon in happiness while I was more overwhelmed. I had just got back from maternity leave, then was on FMLA for my attack, then would be back for seven and a half months before going on maternity leave again. But it wasn't like I had a choice. It had been made for me and I had to just accept that. Morning sickness was all day sickness and it was getting harder to hold in our news. The only one who knew besides the two of us was Meredith. I worried about her trying to do it all with three young kids but Maggie was living with her and she had a nanny too. She seemed genuinely happy for us when I told her during a dinner at her house one night.

Owen and I had an off day together and he was begging to get nursery stuff for our second baby, so I gave in. We went to Babies R Us to get the essentials- or so I thought.

"You have a high chair for Bella right? We should get another for this baby."

"No I don't."

"What?"

"A high chair. I told myself I would get one when she was onto baby food."

"She already is eating baby food."

"And one of us is always holding her while the other one feeds her."

"Okay, we'll get two. And a double stroller. And the furniture set for the nursery. What theme do you think we should do?"

"We have a lot of time for that Owen. Let's not rush."

"Nautical?"

"Cliche."

I pushed the stroller down the aisle some, desperate to get out of this place.

"Amelia, we're trying to pick things. Don't walk away."

"Owen, we don't even know the gender yet. We don't need to pick a theme yet."

"Let's go for gender neutral."

I couldn't help my loud groan.

"I am only ten weeks pregnant. We aren't even past the 12 week safe mark yet. I'm not even showing either. Please. I agreed to coming here for basic stuff, not all of this. We don't need to be blowing all this money on one trip either. We can always come back once I'm actually looking pregnant and what not."

He looked at me as annoyed with me as I was with him.

"Excuse me for being excited about another baby... The pregnancy I actually get to be around for."

"That's cute... It's not like I hid it from you the first time."

"I wasn't saying that. Obviously you need me here to shop with since our daughter is six and half months old with no high chair. Does she have a bouncer? These are the kind of things our children need."

I sighed again.

"There are children in Africa without high chairs and bouncers and they make it just fine."

"They are also starving to death."

"I did the best I could when I was doing it on my own. No, she doesn't have a bouncer either. I never had a baby shower so whatever I got, I paid for on my own. I put everything together on my own. Get whatever the hell you want, clearly you seem to know better for our children."

His eyes soften and mine watered. Damn hormones. He came up to take my hand as I went to push Bella in the stroller to get some more pacifiers and pajamas.

"I'm fine. We're fine. Want to do gender neutral? Go with the Pooh Bear bedding set. I'm taking Bella to get pajamas. Pick out what you want. I did Bella's nursery so you can do this baby's. You have the cart anyways."

He gleefully smiled at me and I did my best to reciprocate it. By the time I met up with him, he had a flat bed cart with the crib, crib mattress, changing table, dresser, bedding set, rocking chair, lamp, curtains, wall décor, two high chairs, a bouncer, and a double stroller. If it wasn't morning sickness that would have me throwing up, it was thinking how much money that would be at one time.

"Wow... That is a lot."

"I can't wait to set it up. Thankfully we make good money, even though this really isn't as much as it could be. There is still the car seat and some other things to get later, but this is a good start."

He all but ran to the checkout with the flat bed cart of the nursery stuff and my small cart that had Bella's pacifiers and pajamas in it. He pulled his truck up to the curb and helped get Bella into her car seat, then filled his tailgate with all of the stuff he bought. The whole way home he had the biggest smile on his face. He was like a kid on Christmas morning. It was hard to not have my heart melt to that. He loved Bella and this new baby more than any love I had ever seen. Really I had gotten lucky having him be the father of my children.

"Owen, let's go to the courthouse. Let's get married."

He immediately pulled over on the side of the road, looking at me in joyful disbelief. Apparently nothing could make this day better for him.

"Really? You want to?"

"I don't want some big wedding. Just the three of us... Me, you, and Bella. Well and our witness of course."

"Who is off work we can have meet us there?"

"Arizona. She has Sofia today but I think she'll come."

"We're really gonna get married?"

"I wanted to wait until I was healed for picture purposes... If you want to, let's do it. We practically are anyways... We have a home together, a daughter, and another baby on the way."

"I want to. Of course I do. Call Arizona and I'll turn around."

~So, I know I've been speeding along the story line but I'm trying to progress this story to get to all the good stuff I have planned. I would like to give a HUGEEEEEE thank you to all of the many kind reviews. Also, I can take the negative ones but if you are going to insult my chapters, at least make sure it actually makes sense. I mean, I don't see you writing any stories. It's not as easy as it looks. Anyways, leave a review and let me know what you thought of this. Isn't Owen just adorable?~