I know its really quick to move on - but I have to get to the juicy stuff ;) oo you should be excited x x x x

8 months later... (sorry :( )

"Graice!" I moaned trying to pick her up away from the mess. "You are almost seven years old, I do not expect you do create this kind of mess"

"Sorry!" she said with attitude. God, I missed Brian. 7 months ago, he left for a world tour. I hadn't seen him at all and it hurt so bad. I thankfully grew close with another woman in the same situation. Her husband worked away in the army and she was 5 months pregnant, with a toddler as well. We helped each other out the best we could, but she was away visiting family before she just wasn't able to get around easy.

"No Grace! If your dad was here he wouldn't be having that attitude! Now here," I handed her a cloth and started at the cake batter all over the floor. "I thought I could trust you to mix a flaming cake batter while I took a call!!"

"Sorry momma alright? Stop yelling at me! If dad was here he would be shouting at you again because you're being horrible"

"Go up to your room" I ordered pointing to the stairs. "Now! Go!"

Gracie cried and ran off upstairs, leaving me to bend in a way I simply couldn't to clean the messy floor. As soon as I crouched down, my phone rang. I groaned loudly and stood myself back up slowly, limping over to the house phone.

"What?!" I snapped.

"Sweetie, it's me" Brian laughed. "Chill out. How are you keeping?"

"How am I keeping?" I yelled rudely. "My husband hasn't been here throughout any of my pregnancy. None of it at all. It's clear my daughter only likes me when daddys around. Fuck sake Brian, when are you home?!"

"I know it ain't good, I can't help it baby - you just gotta take it easy. I know it's hard for you, I do. You and Gracie need to, just have one of those girly days you used to have. You'll be fine, I love you sweetie"

"It's easy for you to say," I tutted. "You're laying around on a bus trying to decide what fucking shoes to wear, while I'm here trying to decide which way is more comfortable for me to fucking walk!"

"Listen Ren, I have to go - I'm on in five minutes" he rushed. "Please, stay strong, please. I love you with all of my heart, ok? I'll call you as soon as it has done!"

"No, Brian wai--"

He hung up and I broke down. I didn't know how longer I could take without without Brian.

...

A few hours later, I decided to talk to Gracie and apologize.

"Gray, sweetie" I knocked on her door and opened it, she was talking on the phone to someone.

"Uh-huh," she sighed. "But daddy-" she moaned. "Just - when are you back? I haven't even seen mommy happy yet!"

"Sweetie," I walked through and sat next to her. She budged away a little.

"Mommys here now. Do you want her?" she looked up at me with glistens in her eyes. "Alright. Love you too daddy" She hung up the phone and gave me a long sigh. "Daddy says he wants you too call him when I have finished talking to you"

"Me?" I frowned.

"He wants me too -- I want to say I'm sorry because I know you are having a baby and daddy isn't around"

"No, sweetie," I pulled her close to me and let her cuddle up to me. "Mommy is all over the place. I think, we should sleep tonight and then tomorrow we go shopping. For a little bit. We can get your brother or sister some clothes, alright?"

"Yeah ok" she nodded. "I'll go clean downstairs"

"Don't be silly. Mommys done it, just be careful. Go to sleep baby"

"Ok, I love you so much mom" she kissed my cheek, and then my stomach. "Night sister!"

"We'll just wait," I winked. "Night sweetie, love you" I left her to get herself ready for bed, and waddled downstairs. It also upset me that Brian couldn't see me huge and unattractive. He should see me like this.

I snatched a tub of ice cream out of the freezer, and grabbed a spoon for myself. I planned on eating every last scrap of it. The only positive thing about Brian not being here, was eating as much as I wanted without him turning his nose up at it.

Before the spoon entered my mouth, the phone rang. I groaned again and reached over to the house phone.

"Yep?"

"It's me" Brian sighed. "You and Gray alright? I had a talk with her"

"Yeah I know. I hope you didn't give her the guilt trip" I smiled finally happy talking to him for once.

"Course not"

"Where are you? Sounds windy"

"Uh - Buffalo"

"Buffalo huh? Never been there"

"It's uh.. windy" he laughed.

"I gathered" I giggled. "Brian, when are you home? I can't take it anymore" I sighed. The door knocked, so I tried my hardest to get up and waddle over. "Bri?" I asked again. I opened the door, and he was stood with his bags - with a huge grin on his face. "Brian?!"

"Holy shit!" he gasped at the sight of my stomach.

"Brian!!" I rushed into him and squeezed him as hard as I could considering my huge bump. "What are you doing here? Oh my god! I've missed you so much!!"

"I have a week off, so I took a flight down sweetie" he wouldn't pull away from the hug. "It's so good to see you Ren" When he pulled away, he wiped my few tears and pulled me back in for a beautiful kiss. "I love you so much"

"I love you too Brian!" I smiled gazing in his eyes. He suddenly dropped to his knees and lifted over my shirt. Well, his shirt. I took full advantage of his wardrobe seeing as he wasn't wearing any of the clothes inside of it

"Aw shit, I can't believe I've missed this" he sighed. "It's daddy," he laughed holding my stomach. "Sorry I haven't been here kid"

"How long do you have to go back for?" I frowned.

"Just one final week. Well, it's a festival but I'm there from next Wednesday to Monday. I'll be leaving here Tuesday, but, I'm here now"

"Aw alright," I sighed pulling him up. "Come on, I got stuff to show you" We walked through to the living room where I pulled out two shopping bags of baby clothes. "Your dad has been great" I laughed.

"These are from dad?"

"Yeah, as you can see - they're all boys clothes. He wants a grandson, but Gracie isn't having any of it" I laughed.

"Bless," he smiled at the tiny clothes. "I want a boy"

"I am not naming it Brian Jr Jr" I sniggered. "No way"

"I don't blame you" he cringed resting his head on my shoulder. "I'm so sorry I haven't been here"

"Don't worry I guess" I shrugged. "All that matters is you're here now, and here when he comes. I really appreciate you coming down Bri"
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"It's the first week I've had off, I'm not gonna spend it lounging around am I?"

"I love you" I smiled kissing him. "Can I, uhm, ya know" I winked.

"..Ren, yeah but, you seriously want to have sex..? You're 8 months pregnant"

"Listen, dude" I straddled him uncomfortably and rested my forehead against his. "7 months. Yeah? You, can easily reach down and pleasure yourself but, if you understand my situation it isn't that simple. I haven't seen you in 7 months. You are fucking sexy, and when you show up at my door I don't want to lounge on the sofa talking about baby clothes. Do you have a problem with this?"

"N-no" he stuttered with a smirk.

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