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I have gotten a few flames, I am currently wondering where all the pregnancy voters went. I can't make you all read this, I can hope you'll stick with me, but hope doesn't seem to get anybody anywhere. I can't apologize, I am writing this to please myself, because this really is where it was supposed to be taken.

Disclaimer- S. Meyer owns all things Twilight.

EPOV

I'd have to say, pregnant women that you see in movies, and in real life, scared the absolute shit out of me. Literally, I avoided pregnant women at all costs because in my eyes, they are completely emotionally unstable. All they do is moan about being fat, whine about wanting this food, and that food. And basically make the husband, or boyfriend in my situation, completely miserable for the whole entire nine months until the baby is out.

But Bella.

No, my girl is an absolute angel.

For being eleven weeks pregnant, she is very calm, cool and collected. I haven't even heard one complaint about anything. It was almost scary how calm she was about this.

We'd called our parents back, and of course her father was just about ready to take her away from here, but with studies coming up this upcoming week, we couldn't just leave. It's already May 11th, Sunday. Tomorrow Bella had two tests, I had one, on Tuesday I have only one, as does Bella, and then on Wednesday I have two tests, Bella has two, and then we both only have another on Thursday and we've cleared the tests.

Bella has been studying like crazy, and working, but I call her regularly to make sure she is taking breaks and not stressing out too much. I'm making sure she is taking care of herself, because I know how hard of a worker she is.

Next Saturday we have her two month appointment, another ultra sound to see the developments of the baby, and how he/she's heart is doing.

Today I wasn't working, but Bella was working for awhile and I was sitting in my living room, basically hanging around and doing nothing.

Ring.

I groaned and reached for my phone, seeing it was my mother. I hadn't talked to her since her and dad called a few days ago. I really wasn't in the mood for another scolding. Basically I am a basically a father now, and an adult, I don't need a scolding like a five year old.

" Hello."

" Hi, Edward." she replied

" If your planning on yelling at me, I'm not exactly interested right now."

" Edward, I don't want to yell at you. I just wanted to talk."

" Go ahead." I deadpanned.

She sighed " How's Bella?"

" Fine."

" Has she seen a doctor? Taken vitamins? She's not to stressed is she?"

" Yes, she has seen a doctor and is taking pills. I also imagine she is a little stressed over this and school. Seriously, I can't blame her. But I make sure she isn't working too hard."

" Good, Edward...Look, darling, I wasn't trying to upset you about what happened a few weeks ago. I just couldn't grasp that it happened, but it did. I love you, sweetie, I'll always be here when you need me, whenever you need me. That includes Bella. This baby is still a blessing no matter if the timing is wrong."

" Thanks, mom."

" Of course, sweetie. But look, I've got to get to work, so take care. Call me soon, okay?"

" Okay, love you."

" You, too."

I set my phone down with a long sigh, glad that I now had my mom in the baby boat with us. I think out of all of them, Charlie would be the most stubborn knowing how he was when I started going out with Bella.

About ten minutes later, at around four twenty, I recieved a call from the coffee shop Bella works at. I quirked an eyebrow and put it to my ear quickly, starting to feel a little worried as to why they were calling me.

" Hello,"

" Edward, hi. It's Irina from the coffeeshop."

" Is everything okay, is Bella hurt?"

" No, but she is basically dead asleep. I told her to go home, get some sleep and give this baby a rest, the problem is; that your girlfriend is damn stubborn and she refuses to leave."

" Let me talk to her."

There was shuffling around for a long while before I heard Bella's exasperated greeting on the other end.

" Come home. I'm waiting and I have a surprise." I stated, standing up and grabbing the box off the counter.

" I can't leave work."

" Cleared with, Irina." I said, hanging up before she could protest further.

I slid on my leather jacket and grabbed my keys to the Volvo from the counter. The box I was carrying was from a bakery downtown, and I'd got a dozen lobster tails, and basically they are this flaky crunchy dough, and inside is like custard, to which you can get three flavors. I've noticed Bella eating chocolate alot recently, so I got chocolate for her.

She'd gotten some before when we first moved in, and she fell absolutely in love, but they are kind of expensive so she didn't really get them often, I figured I could get her some as a treat.

The drive to her apartment was quick, and as I pulled up, she was by the front door opening it up. I jogged up the stairs, catching up with her. She glared at me, which was not what I was expecting.

" I can work, Edward. I'm pregnant, not handicaped. You can't fucking tell me what to do." she seethed.

" I got you something." I said in a sing-song happy voice.

Bella was not having it.

Maybe she was one of those pregnant girls.

She opened the door and I followed her upstairs to the apartment. I could tell she was upset as she shut the door and locked it. Bella tossed her thin coat carelessly on the couch and put her purse down.

" So, I happened to stop by the bakery and get you some lobster tails. And I got them filled with the chocolate custard stuff."

I heard her sigh loudly and I set the box down, shedding my jacket next to hers. I grabbed her hand and dragged her to the couch with me. She begrudgingly followed and sat next to me on the couch.

" You need to breathe, calm down. I just wanted to spend the day with you, and no matter what you say, I know your worn out. I know the morning sickness isn't helping either."

Tears filled her eyes and right infront of me she slowly crumbled into my arms. I wrapped my arms around her, petting her hair.

" Tell me what's going on, love. Talk to me."

" I'm just stressed out, and I need a break. I just keep resisting because...I want to just go on like normal." she breathed, tangling her hands in my hair.

I held her as close as I could, feeling her little baby bump against my stomach. I gently kissed her shoulder and she sighed.

" I really want those lobster tails."

" Yeah?"

" Mhm."

Quickly I got up and grabbed the box, and set it in her lap. She opened up the box, immediatly reaching in to grab one. A loud crunch sounded and she moaned loudly into the treat, taking another bite. I sat down next to her, resting my hand on her bump.

" Someone hungry?" I asked, kissing her cheek.

" Very."

She ate many of the lobster tails, feeding me little bites here and there. I enjoyed seeing her happy. Once she finished and was satisfied with her fullness, I sat her in my lap and ran my fingers through her hair.

" What's been going on, huh? Is it school? work? me? Bella, if it's me, tell me and I will back off."

" No, it's not you Edward. You've been so great to me. I've just been stressed out with my parents, and school. I'm tired of working. I just want to take a breather, relax. I'm tired of homework, just everything. I don't see you so much anymore. I wish when we were in highschool, and we spent everyday together."

I ran my hand up and down her waist " I know, love. Maybe you can cut back hours on work, focus on school more."

" I need to pay rent, Edward."

" I'll talk to Carlisle and Esme, they can help."

" I can't take their money Edward."

" They will gladly help. They aren't pleased with the situation, but they will help, Bella."

She shook her head " No...Really, it's just been different adjusting to having something inside of me. I just need to relax, deep breath and just take things day by day and not stress myself out."

" Okay, but you tell me if things are getting to be too much. If I can do anything to make things easier on you, I will not hesitate to do so."

Bella nodded, " Okay. Thank you."

I brushed her hair out of her face, " Do you want to take a nap, just lay down for awhile?"

" Yeah. Can't we just lay here, is that okay?"

" You don't even have to ask." I said quietly.

She gently pushed against my shoulders and I laid back on the couch. Bella curled up ontop of me and I grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch. I put it over her, keeping her tiny body warm. I rubbed her back soothingly, listening to her breathing become even.

I was glad that she was just relaxing. I knew she hated being told what to do, but I needed to do this for her and let her relax. She needed to take time out of the day for herself to calm down, besides bedtime. I know that Bella is an independent person in many ways, but I like helping her. We always look out for eachother, no matter what. It will always remain that way.

I felt Bella shift around on me, before she slumped off my stomach and laid on the side of me, smashing me into the back of the couch. I laid on my side and wrapped my arms around her, she put hers around me and I adjusted the blanket.

" I love you."

" L'vyou." Bella words were breathy and morphed into one. I smiled and moved my hand towards her stomach. I rubbed it gently, her little bump.

She finally fell into a steady sleep, and I laid down with her for awhile until I decided to get up and attempt to make her dinner. I made sure she was wrapped up and headed into the kitchen. I rifled through the cabinets and found chicken, corn flakes, captain crunch, mustard, honey, paprika, eggs, milk, buttermilk, bread and a huge tub of peanut butter.

Apparently Bella was having a peanut butter fest, because half of it was gone.

I grabbed the corn flakes, captain crunch, buttermilk and chicken.

I crushed up some corn flakes and captain crunch together as I headed up Oil in the fryer. I cut up the chicken in big chunks and bathed them in the buttermilk, which I had seasoned, coated them in the corn flake and captain crunch mix, and popped them in the deep fryer.

I cooked all of the chicken, putting it on a plate with paper towel so it wouldn't be all greasy.

When I was finished, it was six. I figured that I could wake Bella up, so I could spend more time with her before I had to leave around ten. I went to the couch and saw the most adorable sight. The blanket was wrapped around her ankles, her shirt riding up almost all the way to her bra, hair a complete mess and her arms in some weird position. She was too cute.

I knelt down, kissing the side of her stomach before resting my hands on either side of her face, kissing her soundly. She was unresponsive for about three seconds, and then she threw herself into the kiss, almost pulling me onto the couch with her.

" Hey, love. Sleep well?"

" Yeah, thank you for today."

" Of course. I made some chicken for dinner, sound good?"

She nodded and sat up, running her fingers through her hair. Once she dropped her hands, I grasped her wrists and pulled her up. I held her to me for a moment, kissing her forehead,

" I love you, beautiful girl."

" I love you, too, Edward."

We walked over to the kitchen and filled our plates with chicken. I sat on the floor with her.

" I think we should get a small table."

Bella snorted, " And where does that money come from?"

" Want me to build you one?"

She chuckled, " Not that you aren't creative, but I'm not sure..."

I knew that she was probably very right. If I held a hammer and a nail, I would probably end up hurting myself somehow. Handling a football is what I can do, but I am not very talented when it comes to creativity or building things.

" Your probably right." I said with a laugh.

We finished up our dinner and Bella and I sat on the couch quietly.

" I think I'm having a boy." she whispered.

" Hm, how are you sure?"

" Well, alot of women who have girls, they get like really really huge, their fingers puff up and their face, even in the early months. With boys, your smaller. Basically you just grow in your stomach."

" I think you look beautiful either way."

" I hope I don't keep all the weight I gain."

" Bella..."

" I know, you think I am beautiful. But it's just a girl thing."

I smiled at her, brushing my hand over her cheekbone, giving her a look that said ' Everything is going to be okay.'

May 17th

Saturday

2 Months Pregnant

BPOV

I cringed upon feeling the cold jell on my stomach. Edward laid his face close to mine, kissing my neck gently. Throughout this time, Edward had been a complete sweetheart. He was spending alot more time with me, whether it just twenty minutes between class to grab lunch, or an hour at nighttime after work.

I knew he was trying to make everything easy on me, and I appreciated it. But I wasn't handicapped. He needed to understand that I wouldn't be pushed around, he knew me alot better then that. I haven't really talked to my parents, they don't seem to be caring anyways, or they are caring too much.

My father needed to understand that being with Edward, is where I need to be right now. I wouldn't just shove Edward away and not give him the chance to be a father. It would be like making me abort the child because I am too young and not prepared.

I don't think anybody is ever completely ready for a child. They don't come with manuels, and nobody ever knows how the child might come out to be.

I was slowly becoming more comfortable with the pregnancy, although my stress level has been on high, I try and find a place in my head where I can calm down and be peaceful; Edward helps with that.

When I felt the detector on my stomach, I looked up at the screen. A strong heartbeat sounded in the room. Edward looked up with me, smiling.

" When can you find out the gender?" I asked.

" At around...Four or five months. Four if your lucky. Your baby has a very strong heartbeat."

She sounded very surprised.

" Should it be weaker?" I asked, but it sounded wrong, a strong heart was always good.

" Well, women who are pregnant at a younger age are normally prone to miscarriage, and the heartbeat normally is a little bit weaker, but it sounds pretty good. You must be a very good mom, eating healthy? Slowing down a little?"

" Bella has always eaten healthy. Slowing down is not in her blood." Edward answered with a chuckle.

Dr. Hemmingway looked at me, " I know that your probably stressed out, but you really have to find that place where you feel calm and peaceful. The baby is very small right now, and he or she can feel everything, stress, anger. It can also stress the baby out, which can lead to a miscarriage. Although, after three months the rates go down, but you still just need to take a deep breath. Do you work? Go to school?"

" I attend NYU but school is already over as of last Thursday, and I work part time at a coffee shop."

She nodded " Well, you might want to maybe cut hours back so you have more time to wind down. Sleep time isn't the only time the baby needs."

" Okay."

" And your taking vitamins?"

" Yes."

" Well, I am sure your going to have a very calm, nice pregnancy. Just let this man over here take care of you, okay?"

I nodded and Edward kissed my forehead.

She stepped out of the room when we finshed, saying we would see eachother next week. Edward cleaned off my stomach for me with a warm washcloth and then dipped down to kiss my little bump. I pulled my tanktop down and sat up, looking at him. He looked so happy.

" You look so happy." I said outloud.

" I am...I mean don't get me wrong, I am scared shitless...But I am kinda getting used to the idea more. I think about how beautiful I know our baby is going to be, how great of a mother I know you can be."

I looked down.

" Baby, I know your probably having a little bit of a trouble making a connection."

He was so right. I felt tears well up and I looked at him. " How can I be a good mom if I don't even...Feel like...Real love?"

Edward wrapped his arms around me, brushing my hair back.

" It's okay, Bella. Your not a bad person, never. I know that it will be very hard on you, it will on both of us, but give it time okay? You'll feel it. Right now, I just think that your still trying to get used to it. It's only been a month of knowing."

I nodded and hugged him close to me. He grabbed my hoodie and helped me slip my arms through the sleeves. He zipped it up for me and I hopped down, grabbing my bag. I felt his lips on my head.

" I have to get to work." Edward sighed.

It was eleven thirty, and he had to be at work at twelve.

" I know." I whispered as we walked hand in hand towards the parking lot.

Since school was over, my schedule was now switched.

I worked from ten to seven, Monday through Friday, with the weekend completely off. Edward now works from nine to six on Sunday through Thursday, with Friday and Saturday off. He said he would still stay over on Saturday nights, but just get up to leave earlier. But we had time at night to spend time together, which was very enjoyable.

Being surrounded by coffee really sucked, because I really wasn't supposed to be drinking coffee, even if it was Decaf, because it's not exactly good for the baby. I drink alot of water, and occasionally I will have a little coke or juice, but water is my main source.

I haven't been eating much candy or sweets, mostly fruits and vegetables, chicken and light food. I really wished I could eat greasy burgers, down two cans of coke and then have a piece of chocolate cake with some coffee, but I had to resist the urge. I have been eating alot of peanut butter, which is a big source of my nutrition. Peanut butter and banana sandwiches, Peanut butter and banana sandwiches fried, Peanut butter and Jelly, Ritz Peanut butter, Oreo's and Peanut butter, and just Peanut butter globbed onto a spoon.

Edward had taken notice to this and he would pick me up one of the big jars for me.

Although the day that I threw up Peanut butter, I tossed all of it out. That stuff looked fucking nasty coming back up. Now, I was on a orange juice kick, and rice krispies in a bowl dry. Edward looked away when I combined the both, but I knew he was smiling even though he told me that it was totally 'gross'.

What Edward had been enjoying, was my hormones going absolutely insane. One moment I would be cool and collected, the next I was ontop of him. I think we enjoyed that part of the pregnancy, because it was great for both of us. I was already pregnant, what would sex while pregnant do? Twins? I didn't think so.

The stress of my parents and work still hadn't worn down, but I did what the doctor said, I let Edward take care of me and I took time for myself to just calm down. I'd been painting alot on Sundays when Edward works. It helps me wind down alot.

Maybe things were falling into place.

Authors Note- I know the chapter is short, but the next few are going to be that way, you'll see why, it will kind of be a pattern. I did update! I finally got some inspiration and I am feeling okay with the direction, I hope some of you are too. I hope some of you stick with me, but I know some wont. That's okay, it was a risk I was willing to take.

Thank you to all the ones who keep reading, I really appreciate it more then I can express in words.

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