I know the pregnancy is making things weird, and it makes me seem like I'm obsessed with pregnancy (I'm not), but it all has a point in the end, which isn't super far away. There's still many chapters left though, so no panicking. Haha ok bye read the chapter.

"You're pregnant?" Eric's eyes widened with surprise.

"Uh, yeah. What are we going to do about it?"

"What do you mean? Do you not want another baby?"

"It's not that I don't want it, just- I don't know. We weren't planning on having another for a while. I don't want to get an abortion, but I'm scared of what'll happen if we keep it."

"Scared? What's scary about it?"

"We'll have three little tiny babies all still in diapers and barely walking and talking! There's no way I'll be able to take classes that way!"

"Actually, you still could. Plus, by the time the baby would be born, Tianna will probably be running and saying a few words."

"She'll still wear diapers and cry though! And when she's walking, she'll be able to get into everything!"

"Jen, if you feel like an abortion is best, then do it."

"It's not like that. I don't think it's best. The baby doesn't deserve to die. It's barely even lived!"

"You've already formed a bond with it, haven't you?" Eric asked, smiling at me and rubbing my hands.

"Maybe, sort of." I admitted, looking away awkwardly.

"It's expected, Jen. It's living and growing inside you." He gently guided my face to his with his hand so he could kiss me. "How far along are you?"

"Nine weeks. Due May 23rd."

"Great. Now if it's another girl, the name 'May' will be an option." Eric laughed.

"Maybe, but I'm sort of hoping for a boy."

"I see your point."

"Either would be nice. If we're going to have another little one, I just want the baby to be healthy."

"I completely agree." He firmly stated, kissing my cheek. "Now, we both need to get some sleep."

"Can we do something first?"

"What?"

I sat my hand on his thigh, moved closer and flashed him a sexy smile.

"Are you sure you want to?"

"I'm more than sure."

"Ok then sure."

Then we did.

13 days later... November 20th... Sunday... 7:34 am...

It was Eric's birthday. He was 19. We'd decided to have his party at The Empire, since Chuck wanted to do me a favor.

I decided to do to Eric what he'd done to me on my 18th birthday. I woke up before him and waited until he woke up.

When he opened his eyes and yawned, I was feeling stupidly happy and randomly burst into uncontrolled laughter, before rolling onto him and kissing him.

"Happy fucking birthday." I whispered to him, feeling giddy.

"Well, good morning."

"I love you."

"I love you more."

"Whatever, I'm only letting you say that because it's your birthday."

"Nah, you just know I'm right."

"Shut up!" I laughed. "I've decided that you will have little surprises all day long, with your first right here." I said, standing up and pulling off my baggy shirt to reveal a fitted tank top. "I started showing."

"Babe, that's amazing!" Eric exclaimed, jumping up and hugging me.

"Now, do you want to go to our parents'? I told them to make breakfast because I wanted to give you some family time."

"Yeah, I'll get dressed and we can go."

"Ok, I'll go get the girls ready."

I decided to dress Tianna and Kalika in matching dresses, pink and blue pastel stripes with gray pants and white shoes.

Once they were ready, I changed into a purple dress, to hide my tiny stomach and brushed my hair.

When we arrived at the apartment, everyone was there, and wishing Eric a happy birthday.

We left there around 1 pm, and went for a walk in the park with Kalika, Vanessa, Nate and their boys. Chuck was watching Alison and Tianna for a while.

Finally, we went home to change into better clothes for the party, which started at 5.

Eric wore a classic black tux, and I wore a shiny silver party dress. Tianna and Kalika also wore shiny silver dresses.

I'd went to Chuck and planned a special entrance for Eric.

We'd got people to shine lights on him and blast confetti when we walked into the party.

Eric was surprised, which was the point.

We danced for about an hour. The party games started at 6:10.

First, was pin the tail on the donkey; a classic game.

Then there was 'don't let the balloons touch the floor', and dancing with a partner, balloon in between, moving closer each time the music stopped. Whoever's balloon didn't pop won.

Vanessa had insisted we play 'musical chairs' with rap music going, so we did, and it was actually really fun.

The last game played wasn't really a game, but it was a piñata.

After the piñata, it was time to eat, and then Eric opened his gifts.

The rest of the night, until midnight consisted of dancing.

November 30... Wednesday... 8:21 pm...

"When are we going to tell our family about the new baby?" Eric asked me as we sat on the couch, cuddling and watching a movie.

"Soon. Maybe Christmas? Like last year?"

"If you think that's a good idea."

"Maybe New Years. Change things up a little."

"I like that idea a bit better."

"How are we going to announce it this time?"

"We'll have to come up with that."

"Or we could just say it."

"That's nice and simple."

"Should we do that?"

"If you want to, I see no problems with it."

"Then we'll do that."

"Ok. I love you."

"I love you too." I replied, kissing him passionately. We were so in love, having another baby so soon didn't really worry us anymore. It was almost exciting. Only problem is, what would our family think? We'd just have to wait and see.