As Snow walked around the kitchen that morning she couldn't help but smile at the thought of what that day would bring. After all the wondering they had done during most of the four and a half months of her pregnancy, today was finally the day they would find out if they were having a baby boy or another baby girl, and that alone had woke her hours before of dawn.
With Emma had been so different, not better or worse, just different, she always knew her first born was going to be a girl and as soon as she found out she was pregnant she had known the right name for her. Now, she didn't know, she thought it was going to be another girl but thinking and knowing were two different things.
"Someone woke early," Emma groaned as she walked in.
"Good morning to you too, Emma," her mother replied with a smile. "I made breakfast if you want some."
"Maybe later," Emma murmured taking a cup of coffee and leaning back into the countertop. "Anyway, what are you doing up at this ungodly hour?"
"I couldn't sleep anymore and didn't want to wake your father so early," Snow murmured as she continued to cook. "I didn't wake you, did I?"
"No, I've been awake for a while; I just didn't want to get out of bed."
"Sure you don't want anything for breakfast?" Snow questioned as she took her breakfast and sat by the kitchen table.
"Oh… I'm sure," Emma mumbled leaving the cup on the sink. "Anyway, I should go and get ready before trying to wake Henry; I don't think his new teacher is as understanding as the last one."
"Maybe because she's not the boy's grandmother," Snow joked as Emma left her alone to her mental monologue that was only interrupted again almost half an hour later, when a very drowsy David kissed her temple before taking the plate that rested in front of her.
"Good morning," he greeted her as he took some of the things she had prepared and put them in the microwave. "Someone woke early."
"Too excited to keep sleeping," Snow confessed. "I don't know how you managed all those months without knowing that we were having a girl."
"For one, I was sure it was going to be a boy," Charming accepted as he took out his plate and walked towards his wife. "But now, I'm pretty sure," and he said besides her as she sighed before reminding him about their schedule for the day.
So I wrote this as a part of the next chapter, which you had probably notice it taking me longer than usual. It's already written, but it needs a little work in certain parts so I leave you this while I work on those, but I promised you to finish it as quick as I possibly can.
Anyway, as you know, in the next chapter we will find out who is right about their second child.
Sorry for all the waiting I put you through and all the rambling I do :)