We awoke the next morning around 11, December 26th, we had breakfast, spent the day cuddling, watching Grey’s Anatomy. We go to bed that night around 11pm, we spend the next two days December 27th and 28th with our friends, hanging out, as Friday December 29th comes, it marks 11 weeks since I became pregnant, 5 more weeks until the next ultrasound. We wake up in my room at Natalia’s, getting dressed we say our goodbyes to our friends after breakfast.
We head home, for a bit, then go grocery shopping, then he decides he wants to cook me dinner, so he sends me to go shower and get comfortable. I lay on our bed, watching Pretty Little Liars, until he calls me down for dinner, I go downstairs, he has the table set, roses in a vase, a candle lit.
He pulls out my chair, having me sit, he puts our plates in front of us, smiling at me,
“I can’t tell you enough how much I love you,” he says.
“I can’t either babe,” I reply.