I'm trying to keep up with suggestion and things that you guys want to read. Forgive me if it takes me a while though. You guys have a lot of good ideas, but I also have some of my own that I'd like to write. Here is one I got quiet a few requests for though about Erin being overwhelmed and pregnant and upset. It's probably not exactly what you guys were looking for but I hope you'll like it anyways. :)
"Erin I'm telling you that crib will not fit in here. I've measured the space one hundred times. Its too big."
"Measure again, Jay! This is the one I want."
Jay rolled his eyes with the tape measure in hand, and dramatically measured the place they had designated for a crib in their bedroom. With the baby on the way they had definitely outgrown their two-bedroom apartment, but they also could not afford anything else right now. They were saving for a house, but it would be awhile before buying one was a realistic goal.
"See. It's two small. Why cant we just get a bassinet, or whatever the hell those things are called for right now?"
"Because I want this one!" Erin pouted pointing at the computer screen. "Can't we move your dresser or something?"
"Sure, Erin lets get rid of my dresser. While we're at it we might as well just switch the bed for a twin sized, and I can sleep on the couch. Then you'll have plenty of room for whatever crib you want." Jay spat cynically.
Erin set her jaw "Well someone can definitely expect to sleep on the couch tonight." She replied harshly.
Jay sighed walking over to the bed and sat next to his wife. "Baby, I know you like that one, but it's just a crib. We're going to get a house as soon as we can, and then you get whatever crib you want, but right now we have to be realistic. That crib is not going to fit in here. I'm going to get you a house someday, Erin. I promise."
Erin sighed, "I'm sorry. You're right. It's just stressful, Jay. I'm due in a month, and we have yet to get a crib. We haven't baby proofed at all, and we still can't even agree on a name. We're not ready. Oh my god we're not ready." She began to panic. "What are we going to do, Jay? Do you have any experience with infants, because I sure as hell don't? We over estimated our abilities. We thought because of Micah that we can do this, but Micah was never an infant when we had him."
"Er, calm down. I assume all first time parents are clueless at first, but we'll figure it our together. I have no doubts about that, and I have no doubts about the fact that we are ready for this. " He soothed her worries for the night.
The next morning Micah quietly creaked open the door to his parents bedroom. Jay, who slept closest to the door, immediately opened his eyes, bringing a finger to his lips telling his son to be quiet.
"Go wait for me in the living room." Jay whispered barely even audible.
It was 6:30 am and Erin had been up all night. She had finally fallen asleep at around 5am. The baby wouldn't stop kicking making it impossible for her to get any rest, and when Erin doesn't sleep, Jay doesn't either. All night she sighed every few minutes, dramatically in frustration. When Jay tried to cover his head with his pillow to drown out the noise, she got pissed claiming that if she can't sleep, then neither can he because it's his baby too.
Jay snuck out of the bed stealthily making sure not to wake his wife who was now eight months pregnant. He met Micah in the living room where the little boy was sitting on the couch waiting for him.
"Mommy didn't sleep well last night so lets be quiet so she can get some sleep."
"Okay." Micah whispered nodding. "Can we eat cereal and watch Ninja Turtles?"
"That sounds like a perfect plan."
The pair headed to the kitchen where Jay pored two bowls of cheerios. He handed Micah his own bowl not thinking twice about it. As fate would have it though, Micah took two steps before dropping it. The bowl hit the ground with a loud clatter. Thankfully it was a plastic children's bowl so it didn't break, but it was still noisy, and made a mess.
"Damn it." Jay cursed under his breath, but Micah had heard him.
"Daddy, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." Micah began to cry thinking he'd done something wrong.
"It's alright. I'll get it cleaned up." Jay tried to stay calm looking down the hallway to see if any movement was coming from Erin in the bedroom. Sure enough the noise had woken her.
She walked, or more so waddled, down the hall with sleepy squinty eyes.
"What was that?" She asked concerned.
"Just dropped a bowl of cereal. No big deal." Jay said to make sure Micah didn't feel badly, But Micah continued to cry feeling especially terrible now that he woke Erin up when Jay warned him not to.
"I'm sorry, mommy."
"It's alright, baby. Come here."
Micah walked over to her and he helped him pull the soaking wet pajamas off of his body. She glared at Jay.
"What?" Jay asked not understanding her scowl.
"Seriously, you couldn't keep the place quiet for one morning, Jay?"
"Erin, its not like I did it on purpose. You need to calm down."
Micah was getting more upset thinking he caused an argument.
"I need to calm down? I'm eight months pregnant and you can't even handle our four year old for a few hours. How the hell can I depend on you with in infant?" She spat. She didn't mean it at all. She honestly didn't even understand the way she was acting. The stress, and the nervousness, mixed with her hormones was making her lose her mind.
"Erin, You've got to be kidding me! I know your hormones are acting up, but that does not give you the right to yell at me in front of my son! Go back to bed, nobody wants to deal with your rude, hormonal ass today!" He yelled back instantly regretting his tone and word choice. Jay didn't usually argue back with her because he knew she couldn't control it right now, but the last few days she'd been worse than ever, and he was having a difficult time biting his tongue.
Erin's jaw fell open, and Jay could see the storm coming. He was expecting more screaming, but instead he saw her eyes glaze over as she stared back at him.
He took a step forward towards her holding out a hand tentatively to place on her arm. He knew he'd gone to far. "I'm sorry."
"Don't touch me!" She violently pulled her arm away. "Don't even talk to me!" She cried out and turned around disappearing down the hallway, waddling the fastest Jay had seen her move in weeks. She got to the bedroom she slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
Jay knew for a fact he'd messed up now. Micah was still sitting on the kitchen floor crying. "Micah, you're fine buddy. Mommy's just sleepy and grumpy, and I shouldn't have been so mean. It's not your fault. Go wait in your room and I'll help you get dressed."
Jay cleaned up the cereal, and then went to get Micah dressed. After getting the child changed, Jay looked down at what he himself was wearing. He had on basketball shorts and a T-shirt. It wasn't to cold out on this fall day so he decided it would be fine to go out in. Besides it was much safer than trying to go and get cloths from the room Erin was currently occupying.
Late that afternoon, Jay walked into his bedroom where Erin was fast asleep. She was even snoring. Jay crawled into bed next to her. Laying a gentle hand on her stomach he kissed her cheek.
"It's after five, baby. You might want to get up."
Erin groaned and fluttered open her eyes. "Are you here to yell at me again?"
Jay smirked. "No." He kissed her cheek again. "I'm here to apologize for being a jerk, and to tell you I love you." He placed another soft kiss on her cheek. "And to tell you that Micah and I got food."
"God I'm starving." She admitted.
"Come eat then."
Jay exited the bedroom and waited for Erin to come out. She made it all the way to the end of the hallway before noticing what Jay had waiting for her.
"Jay, what is this?" She asked jaw dropping in surprise. A few tears streamed down her cheeks, tears of happiness.
At the end of the hallway sat the exact crib that Erin had her heart set on. He'd even put in the little mattress and blankets, along with an adorable little yellow stuffed giraffe.
"Well, Micah has some extra closet space I figured I could use for right now, and I can just get one of those small plastic drawer things for socks and underwear."
Erin walked to the crib and ran her hand along it, before reaching inside smiling, and grabbing the stuffed animal.
"Do you like the giraffe mommy? I picked it out myself." Micah beamed proudly.
"I love it, baby." She smiled at the little boy. Then she looked up and met Jay's eyes letting a warm look of gratitude overtake her face. "I love it. Thank you."