“It’s not the same thing and you know it.”
“Oh well. Did she put you up to this? Tell me she didn’t.”
“No, she said you’d never go for it so don’t even try, but I thought for sure that if you knew she wanted to see it that you’d let her have her way.”
“And she can see it, I’ll even sit through the crap when it comes here.”
“But that won’t be for months.”
“So? Mom get a grip, you know just as well as I do that there’s no way I’m letting my pregnant wife go off anywhere where I can’t keep an eye on her.” They didn’t need to know that I had more tags on my family than the pentagon had on the president; that would only defeat the purpose after all.
The women in this family are about as sneaky as they come. Too bad I’m always one step ahead of them. In the two months since she told me she was carrying my child, she’s been trying to make me crazy.
In all fairness it wasn’t anything she was doing, it’s just that I find it hard to go on with my day when all I do is worry about something going wrong.
My father in law and even my own dad seems to think that I’m a lost cause. According to their archaic memories, neither of them had the same issues I now suffer from.
Like jumping up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat because you just knew you were going to get it wrong.
Second-guessing everything. Staying up for hours trying to plan for what comes next.
Right now I’m trying to spend as much time with the boys as possible so that when the baby comes there’s no conflict.
I’ve been reading up on that shit a lot, because although this child was the first of my loins, those two will always be my firstborns.
I know that Laurie needs that security for them, that a big part of her problem in the beginning was accepting that a man could want to claim her boys as their own.
Since the adoption, I’ve done everything in my power to reassure her and I know it’s gone a long way to making her happy.
Now all I need is to get through this pregnancy with my sanity intact and we’re good to go. I had no idea this shit was going to turn my life upside down the way it has.
“I can’t talk to you.” She flounced up out of the chair and headed for the door.
“Fine, who’s next in the lineup?” She didn’t bother to answer, which means she’s pissed. I don’t see why, I’m pretty sure she knew before she came into my study what the answer was going to be. Just as she’d known each time she’d asked me about one of their hair-brained schemes in the past.
“Boy, what did you do to your mom, she’s steamed?”
“I don’t see why; you two got anything else on the agenda for today? Because I really need to get some work done. The boys were in here two minutes before she was, telling me all about some new toy dad brought them.
The object of me working from home was that I’d actually get some work done instead of worrying about you all the time.”
“Cantone, look at me.”
I looked up at her and felt my heart melt the way it always does. “I’m looking.”
“I don’t even have a tummy yet, but you’re already making everyone crazy.” I looked out the windows like I was searching for something.
“What’re you doing?”
“I’m trying to see whose house we’re at.”
“And what’s that supposed to mean?”
“It means that if anyone doesn’t like what I’m doing, they’re always free to go, and no before you ask, that does not include you.
Why don’t you and that old lady knit a blanket or something, whatever happened with that?”
“We can’t knit all day everyday Brett. Sometimes you need to get out the house, get some fresh air, spread your wings.”
Again I looked out the window and she sighed.
“What’re you doing now?”
“There’s about five acres of land out there, all within the safety of the thick ass walls that surround this place. Take Gunther with you if you can’t wait ‘til I’m done here.
I grinned to myself when she too got up and flounced out of the room. My ass she’s going away for the night, I wouldn’t sleep a fucking wink. I hardly sleep as it is and she’s right next to me. No way.
I don’t care what anyone in this family says, it’s not abnormal for a man to want to keep on top of his pregnant wife every second of the day.
When I was trying to seed her, I wasn’t actually thinking about this part of things. I basically saw my dick going in, doing its thing, and then a little being that looked like the boys coming out.
Women talk a lot of shit about what it feels like to be pregnant. I’ll stick my neck out there and say they don’t know the half of it.