"Wait, what are we talking about?" Liam asked walking up to the table.
"We have some news to share." I said grabbing Fredrik's hand.
"You do?"
"So what's the news?!" Ryan asked.
"We're pregnant!" Fredrik announced.
"WHAT?!" Liam screamed.
"Oh my god guys!" Ryan said.
We got up and exchanged hugs.
"So, being a father is some hard stuff." Ryan said.
"I know." Fredrik said.
"Here's some thing you'll need to know for baby duty."
We listened to his advice and laughed along to the stories of Ryan getting pooped on and peed on.
"Being a father is great though. To see your baby look up at you and smile, letting you know that they are happy. It's just simply amazing." Liam said smiling.
I yawned.
"Are you tired?" Fredrik asked.
I nodded.
"Let's get you to bed." He said standing up.
"Honey I can take myself to bed."
"No no, I'll go with."
"Honestly, stay here and hang out with the boys."
He just looked at me and we headed to bed. As time passed I got bigger and bigger, Fredrik claimed I was beautiful. I didn't feel beautiful, my stomach was huge and only going to get bigger, my feet and legs were swollen, and I was tired a lot so there were bags under my eyes a lot of the time.
Rachel continued to grow and be happy, she was now a child!
Since we have a lot of money from what mom and dad left us we made the study upstairs into a bedroom for her. She seemed to like it because she slept through the night in her big girl bed.
"And then the alien zoomed away in the space ship of doom!" Rachel exclaimed.
Ryan covered his mouth and hid his laughter.
"This is suppose to be a serious story." Rachel said.
"I know, I'm sorry." Ryan said laughing more.
"She's your daughter alright." Liam commented.
Her first day of school went well and she had plenty of stories to share.
"This kid who just sits in the back corner decided to eat glue!" She said.
"Did he?"
"Yeah, it was gross. I mean he just sits there all day and doesn't even say anything!"
"Well sweetie, some kids are shy and aren't as outgoing as others."
"Auntie Emma?"
"Yes sweetie?"
"I have a question that I don't feel I can ask dad and poppa."
"Honey, you can as your fathers anything, you need to know that."
"Okay, but I'm still confused on this topic."
I looked at her and wondered what I was getting into.
"In science class today we learned about a lot of new things. One of them being a parent with brown hair and a parent with blonde hair and the possibility of the the child having the mothers brown hair or the fathers blonde hair."
"Okay."
"Why do I have a different hair color then daddy and poppa?"
My eyes went wide.
"Don't worry, I got this." Liam said walking in.
I bit my lip.
"Honey, when poppa and I got married we decided we wanted to have a child. Now, you are a very smart girl so I know you know two boys can't have babies." He said kneeling down to her level.
"I know that silly, but how did I get here then? That stork story isn't true is it?"
"No honey, it's not. We had to adopt you."
"Adopt me?"
"Adoption- adoption is where a mommy and daddy have a baby but for some reason can't care for it. So they put it up for adoption in hopes that a family who can take care of their baby comes along."
"And that's what happened with me?" She asked getting sad.
"Yes sweetie."
"So... my mommy and daddy didn't want me anymore?" She asked with tear filled eyes.
"Of course they wanted you! They just couldn't care for you in the way that you deserved! Your biological mommy and daddy loved you so much that they chose to give you to us so that we could become your parents and give you the love and care they wanted for you."
"Will they be mad that I call you and poppa my parents now?"
"No, they wanted you to call us daddy and poppa."
She bit her lip.
"I know this is all confusing for you, but we love you so much."
She smiled, "I love you too."
Liam looked at me while he hugged her.
"Good job." I mouthed and gave him a thumbs up.
He smiled as they broke apart.
"Can I go see what poppa is up too?"
"Sure, I think he's hanging that picture you wanted in your room sweetie.
"Yes!"
She darted off.
Watching my baby brother tell his daughter she was adopted was heart warming. He handled it perfectly and was becoming a wonderful man.
"How's my wife doing?" Fredrik asked walking into the room.
"Good."
He was so excited to become a father.
"He or she is moving a lot today." I told him.
He felt the baby kick and his face lit up.
"I can't wait to meet him or her." He said.
"Me either!"
We wouldn't have to wait long because I was ready to pop!
"If I get any bigger you are going to have to get a crane to get me out of bed."
"Oh stop it."
"No joke!"
I got dressed for the day, took care of my garden, and cleaned up the patio.
"What are you doing?" Fredrik asked.
"I have all this energy, I need to do things."
He laughed.
"What?"
"You're beautiful."
It was a good thing I had all that energy because when I went into the bathroom my water broke.
"Ow!"
"Fredrik!" I screamed.
He ran upstairs and into the bathroom and saw me standing in a puddle of water.
"Please tell me you peed yourself." He said as white as a ghost.
"No, this is the real thing. The baby is coming!"
We decided to stay at home instead of going to the hospital. I suffered through contractions all day long waiting for the baby to be ready to enter the world.
Welcome to the world Colton!
Welcome baby Colton! 
