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Saturday 29th August 2015
Robyn watched as Sam walked out of the staff room ready to begin the day of work before she ensured that the door was closed and she went to speak to Tom.
"So what are we doing for Sam's 30th birthday?" Robyn asked excitedly. "Do you want me to organise everyone in the pub and give her a surprise party? Or we could all go bowling." Robyn suggested.
"Robyn, Sam's 39 weeks pregnant." Tom sighed.
"So? She doesn't have to drink and she could sit down most of the night."
"Look Robyn I know you mean well, but I've spoken to Sam and she just wants a nice quiet night in on the sofa with me, a good movie and a few snacks." Tom stated.
"Oh... Well I've still got her cake and card for everyone's lunch break, should I get rid of those?" Robyn asked innocently.
"No no, that's a really nice idea, I'm sure she'll love it. Actually, it depends what type of cake you got because Sam-"
"Hates fondant icing, I know." Robyn interrupted. "I asked Fletch for advice and he says that Sam likes buttercream icing more than she does the actual cake so I made a chocolate cake that looks like a giant Oreo, but it's a double stuffed Oreo so there's plenty of cream filling and I really hope she likes it." Robyn explained.
"I'm sure she will - she goes through Oreos like there's no tomorrow when she fancies them." Tom smirked. "Right, I'd better get on but I'll see you later."
"I swear if you're gonna chuck water over me or pull a prank or walk me into a wall or whatever, I will castrate you." Sam threatened as Tom was covering her eyes with his hands as he walked her into the staff room where everyone was gathered and remaining silent.
"Why would I walk you into a wall? That could hurt my son." Tom joked before he took his hands off of Sam's face and she opened her eyes.
"SURPRISE!" Everyone shouted and Sam looked to see the room filled with her colleagues and decorated with banners and balloons reading 'Happy 30th Birthday!'.
"Did you really have to get my age on the balloons?" Sam moaned.
"Oi, Fletch was gonna get you the Happy 40th balloons." Robyn laughed and so Sam squinted her eyes at him. "Tadaa!" She smiled as she stepped out of the way to reveal the giant Oreo cookie cake that was 12 inches in diameter. "And we know that you like buttercream icing so it's a double stuffed Oreo cake." Robyn added.
"Thank you." Sam smiled.
"Right, you sit down and I'll bring you a slice." Tom ordered and Sam showed no reluctance as she walked over to one of the sofas and sat down.
"And here's your card." Robyn added as she handed the card to Sam whilst Tom began to cut the cake up for everyone.
"Thanks." Sam replied as she opened the A3 envelope with a bright blue card with a cartoon baby on it. And a large caption saying 'I DO NOT waddle... It's called pregnancy swag.' Sam smiled before she opened the card to reveal a couple of dozen signatures from her colleagues.
"And birthday girl gets the first slice." Tom announced as he handed Sam a plate with a small slice of cake on it.
"Oh come on Tom, it's her birthday; she can have more than that!" Robyn protested.
"She can't because it won't fit in her stomach." Tom stated bluntly. "She can only eat small amounts at a time." He added.
Sam was cuddled up to Tom on the sofa whilst they watched a movie for her birthday. She was almost full term and she really just wanted her baby to come sooner rather than later because she was 39 weeks and she was exhausted after carrying her son around all day.
"What's Shadow doing?" Tom questioned as he could hear a noise coming from the kitchen, when suddenly, the dog with an enlarged belly entered the living room and she was dragging her blanket from her bed in the kitchen, into her whelping box.
"Aw, bless her." Sam smiled as the dog began rearranging her bed and laying the blanket out before she slowly disappeared again, presumably to go and collect more materials for her box.
"Have you had a nesting instinct at all yet?" Tom asked curiously.
"No because it doesn't exist." Sam stated bluntly.
"Have you had your show?"
"Nope. And he hasn't dropped." Sam grumbled as she smoothed her hands over her bump through her jersey shirt.
"He will do when the time is right." Tom said reassuringly. "What have you got this time you soppy dog?" Tom asked as Shadow came in backwards dragging a dark blue thick hoodie behind her.
"Oi, that's my jumper!" Sam protested as Shadow arranged it how she wanted it in her box before she curled up after exerting herself by going for a short walk.
"It doesn't even fit you anymore and I doubt that your going to be 6 months pregnant again any time soon so you might as well let her have it." Tom stated as it was one of her maternity jumpers. "Besides, maybe she just wants it because it smells of you and it makes her feel safe." Tom suggested.
"Whatever." Sam shrugged.
"Could you imagine if you and our son both had the same birthday?"
"Mm, jelly and ice cream all around." Sam joked halfheartedly. "Hey my ankles are non-existent because they're so swollen at the moment so could you-"
"Give you a foot massage? Of course I can birthday girl." Tom interrupted as he moved himself until he was sitting at the edge of the sofa before he let Sam put his feet on his lap. And she was right, her feet, ankles and lower legs were all the same width; that's how swollen they were. However he knew that she was safe from preeclampsia because she didn't have any of the other symptoms; she had had a routine prenatal appointment the day before including a urine check for protein and a blood pressure check. Tom slowly massaged from her feet to half way up to her knees and he was doing so for a good ten minutes until he noticed that Sam's eyelids were getting heavy. "Come on, don't fall asleep here because I haven't got a hope in hell of lifting you up anymore." Tom stated bluntly as he stood up and help his hands out to help her up but she refused the offer and continued laying down.
"Can't I just sleep on the sofa?" Sam moaned. "Then you'll have more room in bed." She added eagerly.
"I don't want more room in bed, I want my wife safely tucked up in bed." Tom remarked as he took her hands in his and reluctantly, she sat up and then got to her feet. "Do you want me to brush your teeth for you?" He joked as she waddled into the bathroom.
"No but can you pull my shorts down so I can go to the toilet? I can't reach below my bump anymore." Sam asked sarcastically before she closed the door behind her to give herself some privacy. Soon she came out and got into bed whilst Tom brushed his teeth, before he joined her in the double bed under the thin duvet that they used when it was not cold but not too hot either. "You know, I've heard that having sex can stimulate labour." Sam admitted as she put her hands over his on her bump.
"Mm? And is that what you want us to do?" Tom asked.
"It's a nice thought I suppose." Sam admitted sheepishly and Tom slid his hands lower until they were inside of her shorts. Whenever they had made love in the third trimester, they had only done so in one position - both laying on their side with Tom entering from behind and with no strong movements, only gentle, shallow ones to keep her and the baby safe and pain free.
"Happy birthday to you." He sang in a whisper as he slid his own shorts down. "Happy birthday to you," he carried on as he slid her shorts and underwear down to her knees. "Happy birthday dear Sam, happy birthday to you." He whispered before he entered her and they made love passionately.
Sunday 30th August 2015, 8:30pm
"C'mon you little monkey, I'm on time or early for everything. Mind you, I suppose if you're late, you'll have gotten your time keeping skills from your dad." Sam said softly as she caressed her bump whilst she looked in the mirror in the warmly lit bedroom. She hadn't noticed that Tom was leaning in the doorway, smiling at her softer side, because she had thought that he had gone for a shower. "You're due in seven days but you're allowed to come out early if you want because mummy and daddy want to meet you sooner rather than later." She whispered and she smiled until she froze as she saw Tom in the corner of the mirror.
"Sorry, I um.. Forgot my towel." He admitted as he grabbed it from the radiator. "Carry on, I'm sure he's comforted whenever he hears your voice." Tom said reassuringly before he left and went to the bathroom because Sam was clearly embarrassed. She felt her cheeks flush red so she just got changed into her pyjamas and got into bed so that she would appear to be asleep by the time that Tom got out of the shower.
Coming up: One of the females in Tom's life goes into labour. But is it Shadow or Sam?
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