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A couple weeks later we had our ultrasound. Everything was looking good with the baby. The doctor told us that it was growing the way it should and that it was the average size of a 16 week old fetus maybe even a little bigger. She told us the baby was in a good position for us to find out the sex but we opted not to find out. She knew the sex but we didn't. We wanted to be surprised. I thought Dave would have changed his mind but he didn't. He wanted the surprise as well. A part of me wanted to know but I could wait besides I was pretty sure it was a baby girl even if I was going on a bunch of myths. Even though we were excited about being parents and having a baby we had nothing for it. I think we were the first parents that hadn't bought something before the 16th week even if it was a bottle. We had nothing. We didn't even sit down to discuss baby names. The only baby name that had been tossed in the air was Cecelia Grace for a girl but I wanted to look at more options and we needed to come up with boy names as well. We just didn't have that time because Vince had been working Dave like a slave lately. He hardly had any time off and the day of our ultrasound he flew into Tampa that morning and then flew out to be at Smackdown that night. I thought it was a personal grudge against Dave but who was I to come to such a conclusion? I just hoped Vince's vindictive side was through by the time Dave and I had the baby. I was pretty sure I would need him there to help me out but if not I guess I could do it on my own.
Vince had finally loosened up and gave Dave a weekend off so that Dave could have a birthday party for Max. I had gotten to spend some time with Max while Dave was out on the road and Max's mother was away on a business trip. I was a little nervous at first but it was okay. He was a great kid and he was very excited to be a big brother. He was on my side though as he hoped I was having a boy. Even though I felt I was having a girl there was still room to hope for a boy while Dave was hoping for a girl. Dave was out getting Max's birthday cake while Max and I were putting up balloons to go with the streamers in the dining room. We had also put balloons on the mailbox so that his friends knew where the party was. Max had chosen a Cars theme so the entire dining room looked like Disney's Cars had come to life. He was pretty serious about Cars and we had only seen the movie about 100 times so it was no surprise that was the theme he had chosen. "Look, Tessa, there's Mader," he said pointing to the tow truck.
"Yeah there's Mader," I said with a smile. "You like your Cars don't you, Buddy?"
"Yeah. Cars is my favoritest! The baby like cars?" he asked me.
"I don't know. I don't think the baby knows what Cars is but I'm sure you can teach your baby brother or baby sister about Cars."
"I teach him about Cars," he said.
"Or her, Buddy. We don't know if it's a he or she."
"It's a brother," he said with a smile.
"We'll see," I said with a smile.
"You like Cars?" he asked.
"I do," I said. I had grown to like the movie the hundred times I had seen it. I never thought I would watch little kid movies or watch little kid TV shows but I guess it was time to get used to it. "All right, Max, how about we start putting the food in bowls because the party is starting soon and your friends are going to start coming."
"Okay, Tessa," he said following me into the kitchen. He was a great helper. He climbed up on the stool and helped me pour chips into bowls. He also helped me put cheese on a tray and helped me get other snacks set up on trays and plates. He then helped me carry them into the dining room to place them on the table. We got out cups and plates so everything would be ready when his friends arrived. The more time I spent with Max the more I hoped mine and Dave's child would be just like him. If it was maybe I would have another one after this one. I wouldn't mind that because Max was such a little gentleman and he was so sweet. He listened well and he was very polite. If I could just get the baby to be the same way as its older brother I would definitely have one or two more after that. "It looks good, Buddy. We did a good job."
"We did a good job," he said as he stood back with me to look at everything as Dave came home from getting the cake. "DADDY!" yelled Max as he ran to the kitchen.
"Hey, Max. I got your cake. You're going to love it. Do you want to see it?"
"Yes!" he said as Dave scooped him up and I walked over to see the cake myself.
"Here it is," he said opening the lid to expose the Cars decorated cake. They did an excellent job on it.
"Oooh," he said looking at the cake in awe. "It awesome, Daddy!"
"I think you've been around Tessa too much. Now you're starting to use her word awesome."
"Shut up," I said with a smile. "I can't help that he knows what awesome is when he sees it. That cake is awesome."
"See?" he said with a laugh, "but I still love you even if your favorite adjective is awesome." He said as he quickly kissed my lips.
"I love you too," I said with a smile. Dave usually made fun of me for using awesome as my main adjective. He said since I'm a journalism major and minored in English that I should know more words to describe things than the word awesome. He made fun of me for saying 90 % of things were awesome when other words could be used but as soon as he made a grammatical error I was quick to correct him. "Max who is on your cake?"
"Lighting McQueen and Mader!" He said with excitement. It was cute to see how big his eyes had grown by looking at the cake and you could just see the excitement glowing off of his face. "This is the best cake ever. Thank-you, Daddy!" he said hugging Dave's neck.
"You're welcome," said Dave with a smile. He kissed his forehead before putting him down. Once Max was down he ran into the living room to go play with his cars before his friends came. "How are you feeling today?"
"All right. My back hurts but I'm all right. I think I did too much decorating."
"Well just be careful," he said.
"I will," I said, "plus I have the worst heartburn."
"That just means our baby is going to have a lot of hair."
"You've been reading the books," I said with a smile.
"It's what I do on the road and on long flights. I'm learning a lot. I am so excited, Tessa."
"Me too," I said. "Is Vince going to give you the time off when it comes?"
"I hope so but he's being an ass to me. John came back last week and now I'm getting the cold shoulder even more than before. Vince hates me."
"I'm sure he doesn't hate you. I just think he's dealing with what happened."
"But why fuck with my career? He has me wrestling and losing to mid-carders. How is that even possible? I'm supposed to be this big animal and here he is making me look weak by losing to people like Evan Bourne. I mean what the hell is that? Who's next Hornswoggle?"
"Okay, I don't' agree with that because I think you deserve better but I think Vince needs time to cool off. I'm sure it will get better and you'll be right back up in the main event spot going after titles."
"I hope he cools off soon because this is getting ridiculous. He is on my case all the time. He's always watching me like he's waiting for me to fuck up so he can suspend me. I would like to tell him to take this job and shove it but I need it because of the baby and because of Max."
"Let's not do anything drastic. I know Vince. He just needs some time to cool off," I said. Vince could hold a grudge but it didn't usually last long but then again I didn't know where his standing was with Dave. Dave had done a lot of things but this one could have been what made Vince snap. I felt bad for Dave because he was talented and he deserved better and I didn't think it was fair that John was being treated like royalty and Dave was being treated like a criminal. The difference of returns proved it. When Dave returned he became a mid-card jobber to people like Evan Bourne. He had even lost to Zack Ryder before and everyone knows that's not a good sign. When John returned he was made number one contender for the championship that he was stripped of for unprofessional conduct. It just didn't seem right after all it wasn't Dave that beat someone so badly security needed to step in. I think Dave was getting the short end of the stick. "But don't focus on it. You have the weekend off and it's Max's birthday party. Just enjoy it."
"I will," he said. "Max deserves the best 4th birthday party a kid could have. I can't believe he is 4. Where does the time go? It goes so fast."
"Time does fly," I said.
"Before you know it our baby is going to be 4 years old," he said.
I smiled and said, "let's give it a chance to get out of the womb first before we worry about it being 4 years old."
"I'm just making a point. Time flies by."
"I know but I don't want to think about that. I just plan on enjoying the baby as a baby."
"Me too," he said with a smile.
It wasn't long after that that Max's friends began to arrive. He didn't invite many but with the parents staying made it seem like a lot. Max's party was a typical child's party. The children played games like Pin the Tail on The Donkey, Musical chairs and we had a pinata for the kids. I'm pretty sure that was their favorite part because they were little boys swinging a baseball bat at a Lighting McQueen pinata. They missed it more than they hit it but it was cute to watch. Max opened his gifts and he was the first child I had ever seen look at the cards and attempt to read them before opening the gift. He also wasn't one of those kids that just ripped the presents open he took his time and once it was open he looked over it and thanked the person who bought it for him. He was too sweet. He got some more cars, some action figures, some arts and crafts things and a few gift cards but his absolute favorite gift was Cars bedroom set Dave and I had bought for him. It was a comforter, sheets, pillow cases, a throw blanket, a Lighting McQueen pillow and a Cars throw rug for his bedroom. We figured we should get him a bedroom set since we would be buying a lot for the baby in a couple weeks and we didn't' want him to feel left out so we wanted him to get a new bedroom too. The moment he saw the set his eyes grew bigger, the smile on his face grew larger and he glowed with excitement before saying, "Thank-you, Daddy and Tessa. I have a Cars room now," but it came out more like an excited yell.
"You're welcome, Max," said Dave with a smile.
"You're welcome," I said, "and yes you do have a Cars room. You're a pretty lucky boy huh?"
"Yeah," he said admiring the comforter. "Look Lighting McQueen!"
"I see," I said with a smile. Max had to be the cutest child ever and it didn't take much to excite him. He was a happy child and I just hoped that after the baby came he would be just as happy and jealousy wouldn't set in because he wouldn't be the only one but at the same time I didn't want him to feel left out.
Once we could finally pull him away from the bedroom set we had cake and ice cream. The guests left shortly after that. Max gave out the goodie bags we had put together the night before and thanked everyone for coming. His birthday party had gone very well and while a couple of his friends' mothers were pregnant I made a couple new friends which is something I was dying to do. I had lost all my friends after everything that happened with Dave and me. It was good to meet new people that didn't know our situation and couldn't' judge me based on actions they didn't know about. It was also good to meet women who were also pregnant so we could talk about our pregnancies, our fears and other things pregnant women talk about. It was also good to meet mothers whose child would probably go to preschool with mine so Max's party turned out to be beneficial to me also.
"I think he had a good time," said Dave as we started cleaning up the dining room.
"I do too. How did you get such a sweet kid? I have never seen a little kid go for the card first and then thank the person that got them the gift like Max did today."
"I don't know he is a pretty great kid huh?"
"Yeah," I said, "I hope our baby is just as great."
"It will be," he said with a smile. "Don't worry. With you as its mom I think it'll be all right. I've seen you with Max. You're going to be a great mom."
"Thanks," I said.
"So do you think your mom and Dad are going to like Max in a couple weeks when we go up there for Thanksgiving?"
"I think they are going to love him," I said. I was pretty sure my parents would love Max. I just wasn't sure how they would take Dave because of everything that happened. They were pretty pro-John which my mom had told me time and time again in the last week on the phone. I would have thought she'd be on my side because she was my mom but I guess I was wrong.
"As long as they like Max because I know they're going to hate me," he said.
"They aren't going to hate you. They just might not like you," I said, "but once they see how great you are I'm sure they will love you too. Just like me."
"I don't know. I'm not every parent's dream guy for their daughter especially after I break up her relationship with her boyfriend after 16 years and get her pregnant. I'm sure I'm not their favorite."
"Dave, Baby, you're not a bad guy. You didn't force me to do what I did. I chose to do it. My parents aren't happy about it but they don't understand how I feel. My relationship with John wasn't healthy and I didn't love him as much as I thought I did. If I did I wouldn't have done what I did. My parents will get over it and once they get to know you and see you aren't a bad guy they won't have a problem with you."
"I don't know, Tessa. I'm really scared of your parents."
"You shouldn't be. They're not bad people. They're just disappointed in me. They'll be all right. You'll be all right. So don't worry about anything. I promise everything is going to be okay. They will love you and probably even more than John. Trust me it will be okay. All right?"
"All right, Tessa. I guess I have to meet them at some point. The sooner the better right?"
"Right. Trust me. They're going to love you," I said as I kissed his forehead.
"I hope so," he said. I felt bad for Dave because he was really worried about meeting my parents in a couple weeks. My parents were giving me a hard time about the entire Dave and John situation and they weren't the happiest that Dave was the father of the baby; of course they didn't hear that news from me, I was planning on telling them at Thanksgiving but John beat me to it again which really made everything even more difficult. I didn't really know what was going to happen for Thanksgiving but I really hoped my parents could see past how Dave and me started and get to know him. I was pretty sure they would love him once they knew him and if not I don't know. I just wanted them to give him a chance and not judge him by what happened but we wouldn't know till Thanksgiving.
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