Three months had passed since Aditi had shared the life changing news with Rohit. In that time, their lives had taken on a beautiful rhythm, filled with anticipation and excitement as they prepared for the arrival of their baby. The initial surprise had blossomed into something deeper, and Aditi felt her heart swell with love each day.
The first trimester had been both exhilarating and challenging for Aditi. There were moments of fatigue, cravings that seemed to come out of nowhere, and the emotional rollercoaster that often accompanied pregnancy. But Rohit had been her unwavering support through it all. He was attentive and caring, always ready to lend a hand or a comforting word.
"Are you sure you're feeling okay?" he asked one morning, his brow furrowing with concern as they sat together at the breakfast table. Aditi had been feeling a little queasy, and he had insisted on making her breakfast.
"I'm fine," she assured him, her hand resting on her growing belly. "Just a little morning sickness, but it's nothing I can't handle."
Rohit studied her for a moment, and then a smile broke across his face. "Just think of all the cute baby clothes we'll get to buy. It'll all be worth it."
Aditi laughed, feeling grateful for his lightheartedness. "I can't wait to see what our little one will wear. I hope they take after you!"
Rohit's face lit up, and he pretended to flex his arms dramatically. "Well, they'll definitely be strong if they do!"
The two shared a laugh, the bond between them deepening as they navigated this new chapter together. However, it wasn't just Rohit who was excited about the baby; both their families had embraced the news with overwhelming joy.
One weekend, Aditi's parents, Vikram and Kavita, invited them over for dinner. The evening felt like a celebration of their impending arrival, and the warmth of family filled the air. As they settled around the table, Aditi noticed her mother's glances toward her, a mix of joy and concern dancing in her eyes.
"Aditi, dear, have you been eating enough?" Kavita asked gently, her motherly instincts kicking in. "I can whip up some special dishes that are great for you and the baby."
"Mom, I promise I'm eating," Aditi replied, chuckling. "Rohit has been a great cook lately."
Vikram chimed in with a proud smile. "Good to hear! Rohit, you've stepped up your game."
Rohit grinned, looking pleased. "I just want to make sure Aditi is healthy and happy."
The conversation flowed easily, filled with laughter and stories. They talked about baby names, childhood memories, and future plans. Aditi felt enveloped in warmth, and she cherished these moments with her family.
"I still remember the first time I held you," Kavita reminisced, her eyes misting over. "You were so tiny, and I was terrified. I can't believe you'll be doing the same soon!"
"Mom, I'll probably be just as scared," Aditi admitted with a laugh. "But I have you both to guide me."
Vikram nodded, his expression serious yet encouraging. "We're always here for you, no matter what. Family is everything."
As the evening wore on, Rohit's parents, Meera and Arvind, also joined the conversation through a video call. Their excitement was palpable, and Aditi felt blessed to have two families who cared so deeply.
"We can't wait to be grandparents!" Meera exclaimed, her face lighting up on the screen. "I've already started knitting a blanket for the baby."
"And we've been discussing how we can help you both," Arvind added. "We want to be involved in every step of this journey."
Rohit exchanged a proud glance with Aditi, his heart swelling at the thought of their families supporting them. They spent the rest of the night planning, sharing ideas on nursery themes, parenting tips, and even baby showers. Aditi felt a wave of gratitude wash over her, knowing they were not alone in this.
As the weeks turned into months, their home transformed into a cozy nest of anticipation. Aditi and Rohit spent evenings painting the nursery together, each stroke of the brush bringing them closer as they envisioned their future family.
"What do you think of this color?" Aditi asked, holding up a soft pastel shade of green. "I think it's calming."
Rohit nodded, stepping back to admire their work. "I love it! It feels peaceful, just like our mornings together."
They continued working side by side, laughter echoing through the room as they discussed baby names and nursery decor. The intimacy of those moments made Aditi feel like they were weaving a tapestry of love and dreams.
With every passing day, Aditi grew more and more excited but also increasingly nervous about motherhood. One evening, while they were curled up on the couch, she confided in Rohit.
"What if I'm not a good mom?" she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "What if I mess it all up?"
Rohit turned to her, his expression serious yet tender. "You won't. You're going to be an amazing mom, Aditi. You're nurturing, kind, and so full of love. Our child will be lucky to have you."
His words wrapped around her like a warm blanket, soothing her fears. Aditi leaned her head against his shoulder, feeling the weight of his reassurance.
"Thank you for believing in me," she said, her heart full.
"Always," he replied, kissing the top of her head. "We're in this together."
And together they were—every step of the way, as they prepared for the most beautiful adventure of their lives.