Alright, so I'm skipping forward a bit. Thank you for continuing to read this story even though I am an awful updater for waiting three weeks+ on the last chapter. I'm going to post smaller chapters for each month of her remaining pregnancy
Enjoy!
End of April/ Beginning of May- 5-6 Months In
Lizzy was overjoyed to be back at Pemberley. Currently, she sat in her dressing room, looking into her full length looking glass. She had woken up this morning, alone in their bed, and was not able to fit into her favorite dress, despite the fact that she had let out a few seams. She, of course, knew it was going to happen, but was quite dismayed at the actual fact.
Mr. Darcy finished his estate work early, hoping that he could make it back to his bed before his wife awoke from her slumber. He checked with Mrs. Reynolds before heading upstairs, Mrs. Darcy had not yet come down from her chambers. When he checked their bed though, she was gone. He deduced that she must be dressing, so he made his way to her dressing room.
She had her back to him, facing her mirror. She was stark naked, sitting semi cross legged on the velvet bench. She seemed to poking and prodding her stomach.
"Lizzy, love?" He questioned, stepping further into the room.
"I have become quite fat" She told him, turning to look at him. He grinned despite himself, she looked quite put out by the fact she had gained weight during her pregnancy.
"You are carrying a child, dear" He reminded her, sitting behind her. He wrapped his arms around her shoulders, letting his hands rest on her bump. She leaned into him and sighed.
"I could not fit into my favorite dress this morning" She admitted. He kissed her neck.
"We shall have it altered then" He told her, "Or commission a new one"
"I have several new ones, but this one was my favorite"
"Then it shall be altered. I will have Mrs. Reynolds take care of it immediately" She sighed again.
"No, leave it. I do not wish for you to go quite so soon" She looked back at the mirror, he followed her gaze.
"We are going to be parents" She whispered. "Are you not a little afraid?"
"I am absolutely petrified, and estactic at the same time" He told her. "But I have faith in us, in you" He stood from the bench and grabbed one of the new gowns they had had made for her. It was a simple morning dress. "Come on, time to get dressed" She groaned as he helped her to her feet. She slipped into her undergarments and then allowed him to pull the dress over her head.
"Are you practicing in the hopes we have a daughter you shall have to dress?" Lizzy teased.
"I am well versed in tying laces and making bows with ribbons, Georgiana was a very capricious little girl, she never much liked a nanny for more then a month" He told her as he demonstrated his skill at creating the perfect bow.
"Are you this skilled with hair plaiting as well?" She teased as she combed through her thick hair with her fingers. He attempted to help her in plaiting but ended up twisting his hands up in a giant tangle instead. Laughingly, she shook him off.
"It is a good thing you are certain our child will be a boy" He grinned. Ever since she had fainted at the ball, she had been convinced that her dream was real, that their child would be a boy.
"William, stop teasing me!" She laughed. "I wish to make a bet" She announced. He arched his brow, struggling to contain his smirk.
"A bet?" He asked. "Why, Mrs. Darcy, it is not proper for a woman to be making bets"
"If it is a boy, you shall have to do my bidding for a whole week" He seemed to be amused with her bet. "And if it is a girl?"
"Do you wish me to do your bidding as well?"
"No, if it is a girl, we name her Francesca" Lizzy paled, frowning at her husband.
"After my mother?" She asked. "You cannot be serious"
"I assure you, I am perfectly serious"
"She will be over the moon" She remarked dryly as they exited the room. "I daresay she shall confess you to be the most gracious, and genteel of men. I believe she shall hold you in esteem higher then our friend Mr. Bingley,"
"Perhaps that is my plan, love"