SmackDown Filming: February 12, 2013

Randy was warming up for his rematch with Mark Henry tonight. Once again, I wasn't thrilled Randy had a match against Mark, but I'm not going to stop the match from happening. I sat on the couch, watching Randy.

"I know you're not thrilled about this match." Randy comments.

I nod. "At least you know that."

Randy finishes his warm-up and gives me a serious look. "I know. Don't worry though. I'll be okay."

"You better be."

"I will." Randy smiles at me. "You can just sit and relax. I can find someone to keep you company during my match."

"I'd appreciate that."

"I'll reach out to Ted and Cody."

"Thanks."

"How are you feeling right now?"

"Well my back hurts right now, not like that's unusual, but I'm not dealing with leg cramps right now."

"That's good. I know you were having problems with that a couple nights ago."

"I was."

"Hopefully that won't be too much of a problem."

"Hopefully. Will you at least try to be careful?"

"I can try, but I can't guarantee I can remain careful."

"That's good enough for me."

"You're almost halfway through your pregnancy."

I smile as I look at my baby bump. "I know. It's crazy."

Randy kissed my forehead. "It's getting closer and closer to his arrival."

"Yeah. Eventually we'll be holding him in our arms."

Randy grinned. "I can't wait to have our baby out in the world."

"You and me both."

My phone rings. I look at it as Randy gets into his bag.

"It's Chelle." I tell Randy before answering the call.

Chelle: "Hey."

Me: "Hey, what's up?"

Randy gestures towards the door before exiting the locker-room.

Chelle: "Not a lot. Just hanging out at my house. How's it going with you?"

Me: "Girl, I'm so stressed. Randy is facing Mark Henry again tonight."

Chelle: "Again? I know that stresses you out."

Me: "It does. I've also been dealing with leg cramps."

Chelle: "I had those too. It's not fun."

Me: "Not in the slightest, but I'm willing to deal with it for my child."

Chelle: "That's motherhood. Anyway, I did want to let you know that I'll be around for WrestleMania week. I haven't heard from Eve or Ryse about if they will, so I figure you haven't either. I'll be there though."

Me: "That's great news."

Chelle: "We'll have to ask Eve and Ryse about their plans. We should try to do stuff together then."

Me: "Yeah, especially because after WrestleMania week, I'm probably spending the remainder of my pregnancy in Saint Louis."

Chelle: "That's fair. We'll get some plans made."


Ted looks at me as we watch, with Cody, Randy's match in my locker-room. "So how far along are you now?"

I smile. "Nineteen weeks and two days. Not that I'm counting."

"Wow, you're like halfway through your pregnancy."

"Yeah, it feels weird but pretty exciting at the same time."

"You've got a baby growing inside you. You should be excited."

"I am. Randy is too."

"Good. Are you still stressing about this match?"

"Yes, and I'm even more stressed about the Elimination Chamber."

"That's fair. I bet it doesn't help Morgan from stressing out either."

"Yeah, how's she doing?"

"I don't talk to her too much, but Ryse says she's doing well. Things are going along well I'd assume."

"That's good. Do we know how many babies this time?"

Ted laughs. "Only one."

"It would've been crazy if she had twins again."

"No kidding."

Cody looks at us. "That would be so rare."

"But it's possible, Cody."

I nod. "Yeah, it is."

Randy gets disqualified after hitting Mark Henry with a steel chair. The two fight as the match ends. Randy gets in some good shots with the chair, but Mark catches him with the World's Strongest Slam. Randy is laid out in the ring.

"I'm going to head to guerilla, so I can see Randy when he gets backstage." I get up but get lightheaded.

Ted and Cody both grab me and sit me back down.

Ted looks at me. "How about you wait here?"

I nod. "Yeah…"

Cody looks at us. "I'll go to make sure Randy's okay."

"Thank you."


Randy was pacing throughout the area where we had our bedroom on our tour bus. "I should've kicked Mark's ass. I had him. I so had him."

I watched Randy as I laid on the bed. "Babe, it's okay. You still have Elimination Chamber on Sunday."

"But I have to deal with four other guys too, Rissa. I should've had Mark tonight."

"You can't keep beating yourself up over this, Randy. You need to focus on the Elimination Chamber. You could be wrestling for the World Heavyweight Championship at WrestleMania."

Randy sighs as he continues to pace. "I know, but I knew I had it. I slipped up…"

I felt a small flutter as Randy continued to talk. I glanced down at my baby bump as I felt it again. I rubbed my baby bump. After feeling the flutter for a third time, I realized what it is.

Randy looked at me. "Are you even listening?"

"Uh…sorry, I got a little distracted. Come here for a second."

Randy approached me as he raised an eyebrow. "What's going on?"

"Just come here."

Randy climbed into the bed with me. "Is everything alright?"

"Just give me your hand."

Randy let me take his hand. "I'm so confused."

I place Randy's hand on my bump, just before it happens again. "Do you feel it?"

Randy grins. "He's kicking."

I smile at him. "Yeah, that's why I got distracted. Sorry, babe."

"Don't be. Our son is kicking for the first time. Actually, considering this is our kid, it's probably little Dropkicks going on in there."

I laugh. "Honestly you're probably right."

Randy looked at me. "I shouldn't be so hung up on what happened with Mark tonight. I should concern myself with what's going on here instead."

"Are you okay now?"

Randy nods. "I should be."

I smile. "Good, I love you."

Randy smiles. "I love you too. And I love you, little man."

I look over at Randy as he kisses me. I couldn't ask for anything better right now.