Total pages in book: 100
Estimated words: 95307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 95307 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 477(@200wpm)___ 381(@250wpm)___ 318(@300wpm)
She’s glowing.
“You sleep beside me at night, I’m a given. You don’t have to butter me up,” she teases.
“Don’t go talking like that and get me all excited. We have an appointment to get to.”
“Yeah,” she agrees.
“You okay?”
“Definitely. Just tired.”
“Baby girl is taking all your energy. The last couple of weeks, you seemed to be tired all the time. Maybe we should mention it to the doctor today.”
“I’m an incubator for a baby. Of course I’m going to be tired.” She rubs her protruding belly affectionately. “Now, let me pee, and we can go.”
“Get moving,” I say, tapping her lightly on the ass as she clears the bottom step and heads in the direction of the half bath off the kitchen.
“So, where are we going?” she asks as I pull into the lot of the department store.
“Shopping.”
“Shopping? What are we shopping for?”
“Baby girl.”
“Harrison, we’re going to have a baby shower. Our moms and Gabby are already all over it. She’s going to be spoiled rotten as it is. Not to mention I have a doctor’s appointment.”
“There’s nothing wrong with that. Besides, Mommy and Daddy get to spoil her too. And we’re early. Come on, let’s just take a look.”
“I guess it won’t hurt to look,” she concedes. I can hear it in her voice. She’s excited, as I knew she would be. Hell, I’m excited too. All of this is new to both of us.
Five minutes later, we’re in the big chain baby store with a cart and a mental list of everything we’re going to need. “What do you want to look at first?”
“Everything.” She laughs. “There is so much stuff, and I know we’ve registered, but I just want to look at it all.” She walks along beside me as I push the cart. “We need to pick out her furniture.”
“We do. I assumed paint would be picked out first and then we could go with furniture. Are you still thinking white? I agree that seems like a good fit for a little girl.”
“Yeah,” she agrees. “White is good. Are we going to have a theme? You know like princesses or Winnie the Pooh?”
“Are we supposed to?”
“There is no supposed to. Some people have a theme for the nursery.”
“What do you want?”
“I kind of just want to make it girly. Nothing cartoonish, just… feminine for our sweet little girl.”
“I have no preference. You tell me what you want, and I’ll make it happen.” That’s the least that I can do since she’s doing all the work here. I’m just kind of along for the ride.
“What if I changed my mind?” she asks, picking up a small blanket. “This is the cutest thing ever.” She holds it up so I can see it. It’s a small blanket with pink and gray elephants on it. “I’m thinking light gray walls, white furniture, and pink, gray, and white decorations. I wonder if they have this bedding?” She walks further down the aisle. “Look.” She points to a large bag of bedding. “It’s the entire kit for the crib.”
“You like it?”
“I love it. It’s so cute.”
Walking to stand next to her, I pick up the bag and place it inside the cart. “Now what?”
“Harrison, we shouldn’t. We’re having a shower.”
“We didn’t register for this, so we should be good to buy it. Besides, we need blankets and clothes, and bottles and toys, and all that other stuff that I can’t remember. I think we’re safe. You love it, so it’s happening.” I kiss the tip of her nose and go back down the aisle and grab the blanket she was just holding. “Winnie,” I call out to her. “They have crib sheets and a mobile.” I hold up the package that tells me the coordinating items to look for. “Do we need that?”
She grins. “Yes.” She joins me and adds a few matching items to the cart. “Okay, I think we’re good. We should wait to buy anything else.”
“This is only the first aisle,” I tell her. “We’ve got more to see.”
“How much time do we have?” she asks, biting down on her bottom lip. I know my wife and she could get lost in here shopping for our baby girl. Hell, I could too. I’m man enough to admit it. This is an important time for us, and I want to share all of it with her.
“We have about thirty minutes before your appointment.”
“I guess we can look at a few more aisle’s, she says grinning.”
“That’s my girl. I figured we could browse a little, go to your appointment, which I knew was going to be a longer one, and then grab something to eat.”
“Come on, Momma. Let’s go see what else we can find.”
She grins and turns on her heel, heading down the next aisle.
I toss in a rug, and a lamp that matches the bedding. I don’t know if we need it, but it matches, and she needs decorations in her room, right? I really have no damn idea what we need, but it’s putting a smile on my wife’s face so regardless, it’s worth it.