Ava was now six months pregnant. She was plump and her baby bump was a little more pronounced. The journey so far has not been an easy one. She was very sensitive to smell, and threw up when the food had a strong aroma. She also had weird cravings and demanded food at odd times. So a chef was available 24/7 to fulfill Ava's hunger.
None of the previous dresses fit her anymore. So Tristan had ordered a whole closet full of maternity clothes and flat sandals. She thought what they showed on television is an absolute lie, how can those pregnant women look effortlessly gorgeous and fit all the time.
Here she was finding it difficult to move from one floor to another. Ava wore one of the loose fit cotton dresses and from whichever angle she looked she was not as beautiful as before in fact she looked more like a mini whale.
Tristan was watching television in the living room. Ava blocked his view and asked, "Tristan I am pretty?"
"Of course," Tristan answered without thinking.
"You are lying, I look so fat," Ava groaned.
Tristan sighed and extended his hand saying "Come here." Ava sadly sat on his lap.
"Little one, there is a life growing inside you so obviously there will be changes in your body. You are eating more so that our child will be born healthy, I don't mind you being fat. For me you are the most beautiful woman ever," Tristan explained.
"Really …," Ava asked, feeling a bit better after his confession.
"Yes, if you are so insecure of your weight, then what about me? As time passes by, I feel you will not like me, and realize I am very much older than you," Tristan and Ava had a 12 years age difference and sometimes he worried his young wife may not find him desirable. So he worked out regularly and followed a strict diet.
"I will always love you, you look more handsome than those young boys. My husband ages like a fine wine," Ava said seriously, trying to show her sincerity.
Tristan chuckled and held her chin, "Someone has a sweet mouth."
"Do you want to taste it," Ava asked coquettishly.
"What do you think?" Tristan smirked.
Ava blushed and kissed him. As Tristan responded back, his hands roamed all over her body , when he touched her bump he slowed down his actions. Nowadays, it was pure torture for him, he cannot make love as vigorously as before. Ava was very sensitive and even a small kiss would make her moan loudly, it ignited the fire in his belly but she was not able to blow it off. He had to take more cold showers to suppress his desire.
Ava would sleep the whole day and at night she could not fall asleep, so she would wake Tristan up to keep her company .
She had learned that after three months the fetus can hear and respond to the outside world. So she had begun prenatal education. She listened to good music, watched children's movies and read books. Since she felt Tristan's voice was more soothing than hers, it was his duty to read the books.
"Tristan get up, baby wants to hear a story," Ava nudged him.
Tristan opened his eyes and looked at the clock, it showed 2'0 clock.
"Is it the baby, or the mom who wants a story?" Tristan raised his brow.
"Of course it's the baby, if we ignore the baby's wishes it may feel we don't care for him/her," Ava justified.
Tristan laughed and said, "Tell me which story you want."
Ava passed him a book and Tristan started to read, after completing one story, she requested for another one.
"Then the king punished the boy…," Tristan trailed off when he heard a faint snoring noise.
Slowly he laid her on bed, planted a kiss on her stomach and said, "Sleep well, don't disturb your mother."
He covered Ava with a blanket kissing her forehead and whispered, "Good night little one."
Tristan had chosen the room next to them as their kid's room so it will be easy to look after the kid at night. It was a guest room before and now Tristan had to renovate it into a nursery. They decided not to know the gender of the baby hence decided to incorporate both pink and blue color. There was a big cradle, the flooring was thick soft carpet, so even if a child falls they will not get hurt. There were a lot of toys, he made sure all of them were nontoxic as kids usually put toys into their mouths. The ceiling was fluorescent painted with an outer space theme so it glowed in the dark.
Tristan was much more attentive towards Ava . He never scheduled any meetings on her checkup days, always accompanied her to the hospital and carefully noted down all the doctor's instructions. He had a lot of patience when dealing with her, Ava was unreasonable sometimes and when someone denied her request she started crying. Those tears were Tristan's weakness, and he easily melted like ice.
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Dimitri was nervously pacing around the room, as soon as Aurora opened the bathroom door he ran to her.
Aurora showed him the pregnancy stick, Dimitri looked at her blankly, not understanding whether it was positive or not.
"There are two bars so it means I am pregnant," Aurora smiled.
"Sweetheart I am going to be a father, I love you so much," Dimitri lifted her in his arms and twirled around.
Aurora tightened her arms around his neck and giggled seeing the happiness on her husband's face.
"Oh wait, did I hurt you," Dimitri slowly put her on the floor.
"I am a few days pregnant, nothing will happen," Aurora assured him.
They have been trying for a child for about five months. Every time she got her period she was disappointed but Dimitri told her not to stress too much. This time when her period got delayed, she took the pregnancy test without much expectations, but luckily their prayers have been heard at last .