Regina was four months pregnant and was staring at herself in the floor length mirror in their bedroom. She was standing in her underwear and began rubbing her bump with both hands and turned slightly to the side. She sighed and smiled. She was so happy. Every night Robin would massage her back and rub oils on her bump so that it would reduce the risk of her getting stretch marks. He would them hum and kiss her bump and whisper and sing to their unborn child. Her smile grew wider as she thought back on those memories and she then turned and got dressed for the day.
Later she and Robin were walking down the road holding hands, with Roland holding Robins and Henry walking beside Regina. It was surprisingly warm for March so they all had t-shirts and Regina surprised everyone by wearing a vest top, which revealed just enough of her growing breasts.
Regina gasped and stopped suddenly in the middle of the street causing her boys to stop and almost smother over her. She raised back up slowly and then smiled at Robin with a sparkle in her eyes.
"I think she just kicked."
"Really?"
Robin was now smiling also and placed his hands either side on her bump. Then he felt it. It was small but he felt it. "She's really there!" whispered Regina who now had her hands on top of his. Robin kissed Regina, making the boys squeal in embarrassment. They stopped and smiled at them both and then returned to their formation and continued to walk to the final destination.