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2 months later
Today I'll finally be able to see my arm again. We're going over to my mom's so she can take the plaster of my arm. Can tell how exited I'm. Do you know how hard it can be to shampoo your hair with one hand? Let's not even talk about the hot air balloon I've instead of a baby pump. How can a little baby make you become so fat!? Well at least Haymitch is happy with my big belly. He can't stop making jokes about it like, wow what are you hiding in that all of the Mayors geese? Good thing, he only jokes when Peeta is there. He probably knows that if we are alone and he starts joking that I'll kill him.
"Sweetie, calm down. You're mom isn't going anywhere." Peeta says. I guess I start running again. "I know, but I can't wait for her to take it off." I reply. We are walking into the district toward my mom's place. Peeta has to hold my hand for keeping me from running towards it. "Oh before I forgot to tell you. The crib is arriving with today's train." I tell him, they've called my when he was working and I knew he was going to be really excited about it. He's almost done with the nursery, and I can tell it's the most beautiful baby room I've ever seen. I've I could I would sleep in it! But I rather sleep in Peeta's arms. This is getting more uncomfortable every day. I can use his as my pillow anymore, no my giant belly is in the way. "Awesome. I'll get it after we saw your mom." Did he just say I? I cough. "Sorry, WE are going to get it." Much better. I think sometimes he kind of forget I'm here too. Which is weird because I'm de one with the baby inside her. We finally arrive at my mom's and Peeta push on the bell. A few seconds later my mom open the doors and let us come in. "Can you just wait for my in the kitchen first, I have to clean the exam room first, one of my patients was sick and we certainly do not want you to get sick too don't we. "Okay, we'll wait in the kitchen." Peeta says as he leads me to it.
The first thing Peeta did when my mom took off the plaster was kiss every single piece of skin that was underneath it. The last piece of my past stupidity was finally gone and it felt like I could stop feeling guilty. We were now walking holding hands to the station where we would take our little baby girls crib. How I could see Peeta was really excited about it? I was the one who had to keep him from running this time! "Peeta were going to have it soon enough, please stop running." It's one thing when I'm running, but it's harder to walk with my giant pump when he is running. "I'm sorry Katniss." He says once more. Maybe I should just let him go get it and go home, I'm kind of tired and my feet are swollen. "You know what, what if you go get it and I just go back home to take a nap?" A nap, a bed maybe even a shower! Are just being naked in the house so I don't feel like all of the clothes I'm wearing are like crimped. "You sure?" He asks me. I nod and he kisses me before he starts running to the station. If I didn't know Peeta that well, I could have thought that he was a kid that was going to get a toy at the station.
Once home I took off my clothes and took a shower. I was undoing my hair and was washing it with both hands. I was finally feeling the water on my arm again. The next thing I did was putting on a shirt, not one of Peeta's anymore, they don't fit anymore. I feel like I'm a giant whale and I hate it. I let myself fall on the bed and put the cover on my. It's cold in the bed when you're sleeping alone. I close my eyes and start thinking about the good things in my life. I figured out that when I did that I had less nightmares during the night. So the good things in my life, my lovely husband, his heartbeat, blond locks and blue eyes. Those are the best thing I have in life! Then there is Haymitch, my mom, Johanna and Annie. Gale even if we don't see each other much anymore. And of course this little girl. I put my hand on my giant belly and fall asleep.
I woke up because of some noise outside the room. I walk out of bed and start heading to where that noise come from. It's from the nursery. I open the door only to see Peeta building the crib. "Did I wake you?" Yes you did. "No, I was already awake." If I tell him he'll feel bad. He's overprotecting me lately. I'm pregnant not invalid! "So what do you think?" He asks me as he stands up. Well the crib is great and it fits perfectly into the nursery. How can I have such a talented husband and not have any talents of my own? Hunting doesn't count! "It's perfect. You're perfect." I say and kiss him. Even kissing is becoming hard. How can he take me in his arms to kiss me gentle when my pump stands in the way. I'll be so happy when the baby finally comes out. AT the moment I thought that I started to panic again. No I won't be happy at all, the baby should stay inside, where it's warm and where it's protected from the outside. Just stay inside. I'm starting panicking again every single day. I know Peeta knows it because each time I do he whispers sweet words in my ear. Just like now. "Katniss it's okay. Everything is gonna be okay. You, me, are little princess, Haymitch and your mom. Everyone is okay don't start to worry." I'm I allowed to hate it when he does that? Hormones speaking… "I know." I say to comfort him. "Why don't you go back to bed while I go downstairs to take us something to eat?" excellent! I was just getting hungry! "Oooh, can you take cheese buns and ice cream?" I hope we still have ice cream in the house! I'm craving to mix those two. "Your wish is my order woman." He says putting a kiss on my lips and leaving to room to get it. I walk into the bedroom again and try to find a comfortable way to sit on it. A few minutes later Peeta comes in the room with a plate full of cheese buns and ice cream. He puts it on bed and joins me on it. I take a bite of one of the cheese buns and a spoon full of ice cream. Actually mixing those two should be disgusting, but it isn't. "I still can't believe you can eat it that way!" He says laughing. It's not my fault. It's what our little girl makes me do. I put the spoon back on the plate because I'm not comfortable with the idea I'm not eating normally. I don't want Peeta to think I'm crazy. "I didn't say anything." He says as he takes a bite out of the cheese bun and ice cream at the same time. "It's a weird taste but not that bad." He lies. I know it's a disgusting mix, Haymitch told me, but it's sweet that Peeta eats it just for me. "You know you don't have to eat that." I tell him. "I know, but I want to eat and to everything I can to make this feel better for you." "That's so sweet. I love you, you know that right?" I ask him as I lean over to kiss him. "And I love you too." He says and kisses me. He pulls back while I'm craving for some more kisses. "You should eat first." That's not what I'm craving for anymore. I take a cheese bun in my hand and bite in it. Peeta change place to take my feet on him and gives me a foot massage. I love it when he does that! I'm working on finishing my cheese bun in silence to enjoy Peeta's magic hands at work.
Cheese bun is over and I'm finally allowed to kiss my husband again. I put the plate on the ground next to the bed and almost jump on Peeta. We start to kiss passionately on bed and I let him now in what mood I'm removing his shirt. Its make love to Peeta Mellark time. Peeta putts my gently on my back and starts to kisses me in my neck. Suddenly Peeta stops kissing me. "What's wrong?" I ask him? "Katniss are you okay?" Yes I'm. Well I was till he stopped kissing me. "Yes why?" I try to sit on bed and then see the reason why he stopped. There was blood on my shirt and it was spreading over on the bed. I was bleeding. "Peeta, what's happening?" I say before I feel a terrible pain in my belly.
Some more drama in this story. I hope you like this chapter and hope you'll keep on reading this fanfic.