Chapter 3
EPOV
How does one describe the feeling when they find out that they are going to be a father? Scared? Excited? Over the moon? When Bella told me that she was pregnant; that we were pregnant, it took all of my strength not to pull out all of my hair, scream, and shout to the world that the love of my life was pregnant. Bella had a piece of her and me inside of her womb. Words could not seem to describe how much joy I felt now. The ebullience I felt at the moment was stronger, even more so then, on my wedding day, and let me tell you that it was one of the best days of my life.
I knew when she walked into that tattoo shop that Sunday afternoon that she was going to be the woman I married someday. I don't really know what drew me to her that day. It was odd really. It wasn't even the physical aspects that attracted me to her, although that was a plus. Her porcelain skin that was so soft and sweet that it reminded me of baby's skin. The soft pools of blue and brown that made me lose every train of though every time I gazed into her eyes. Those traits alone could make a man drop to his knees. I jus felt this energy surge between us. The static thick and prickling as she entered. I couldn't keep my eyes off her the whole time. I wondered if she could feel the connection as I did, and when I was rewarded with her beautiful blush, I knew I was in love. Trust, being only 21 at the time. I didn't believe in all of that love at first sight bullshit. Jasper and Emmett tried to reassure me that there was, and I just laughed in their faces. They were the phones laughing, when that accompanied me to the jewelers to get my grandmother's ring fitted, not only after 8 months of being together. I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this woman.
I could be myself, the dorky quiet Edward Cullen who was a big Star Trek junkie and Monty Python nerd, who secretly watched Grey's Anatomy and Glee, while eating a bowl of m&m's, not the jaded, confident, loud professional CEO of one of the biggest pharmaceutical corporations in the country. Bella loved both sides of me, and I loved it. Even when I was with Tanya, who soon became one of Bella's best friends, that felt like I couldn't be myself with her.
Bella and I just had this explosive connection. We would have numerous conversations. The others thought we were both crazy just staring at each other for hours, but our eyes held secret conversations. Just by looking into her eyes, I could read her like an open book and when she looked at me the same. When I had any doubts about what I was feeling at the time, when I looked into those beautiful eyes of hers, it solidified everything.
Now 8 years later, at 29, I'm in our bedroom holding my wife in a vice grip as I spun her around as she giggled and squealed in pleasure, after delivering the best news. I admit I was a little shocked and hurt, by the state of her stomach, but she reassured me that she just found out, and it astounded her just as much as I did when she saw it. I rolled my eyes. Planting a kiss on her soft lips, I grabbed her bridal style and ran down the stairs into the living room screaming at the top of my lungs that I was going to be a father. Gasps and Congrats broke out across the room as I settled Bella back on her feet, as everyone ran over to us. My mom had her hand over her mouth as tears filled her eyes.
"Is it true?" she gasped, and I nodded my head with a beaming smile she grabbed me into a hug. Her tears dampened the front of my shirt, as I gave her a kiss to her temple. My dad came over and extracted her still shaking form from me.
"Congrats son." He smiled, the wrinkles crinkling at his eyes, the only sign he really had of aging. He didn't look a day over forty. The guys all patted me on the backs, as the girls gave me kisses on the cheek. Charlie gave me a hug and beaming smile from red-rimmed eyes. I turned around to see Bella in a death like grip of her mother who kept sobbing and repeating "My baby's going to have a baby." Liam had to actually extract her off, so Bella could breathe.
"I'm so happy for you guys." Alice squealed. You have to let me help with the nursery." Alice squealed, jumping up and down.
"Relax Alice, she just found out this morning." Liam said, and everyone turned to look at him."What?" he blinked innocently.
"You knew?" My mother huffed, smacking him hard on the chest. I saw him wince, I felt for him. Despite her small frame, my mother was very heavy handed and her licks hurt.
"Ouch mama Es! Yes, I knew, but I found out this morning as well. That's why we weren't here." Liam groaned, rubbing his chest.
"Yes in fact he was the one who pointed it out." Bella said, coming to stand beside me. I wrapped my arms around her.
"What do you mean, 'pointed it out'? Charlie asked, and I saw her hesitantly lift up her shirt to reveal her stomach.
"Holy Sh…" Emmett boomed, Rosalie covering his mouth, so the kids wouldn't hear.
"Holy crap is right. How could you miss that?" Rosalie asked, as they looked at her protruding stomach. Bella feeling a little self-conscious lowered her shirt.
"I don't know." she whispered.
"Seriously Bells, that thing is kind of hard to miss." Jacob said.
"Do you know how far along you are?" Carlisle asked, immediately going into doctor mode.
"Well my period ended three weeks ago. So three weeks?" she started, blushing.
"Darlin, that don't look like no three weeks to me." Jasper added, and she shrugged.
"I don't know." she said, looking down at the floor, nibbling on her lip. I wrapped my arms around her, as she lay back against my chest.
"Well we'll have to get you an appointment then so we can find out." I said, Bella giving me a soft smile, glad that the attention was away from her.
"But my doctor is out for the month." Bella said.
"You can go to mine." Renee said.
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah. Dr. Gerandy is an amazing doctor. He actually delivered you and Liam." she beamed.
"Okay, well can you give her a call?" I asked.
"Well, I was supposed to go in two weeks for a check up, but Bella can take my place." Renee grinned.
Bella just nodded her head and smiled.
"Now that this is all over. Can we eat?" Emmett boomed. Leave it up to him to ruin the moment, but then Bella's stomach growled loudly, the sound seeming to echo across the room. We all looked at her, and she just blushed.
"See, baby Cullen is hungry too. Come on Bells." Emmett grinned pulling her away from me, and I shook my head and laughed.
Baby Cullen. Hmm…
I liked the way that sounded.
….
BPOV
I followed Emmett into the kitchen as we both grabbed the boxes of pizza, and headed back into the living room where the others sat. We were all hungry and we all ravenously opened the boxes to grab a slice. Edward being the gentleman that he was grabbed me a slice, before Emmett or Jacob could take the box. We usually had a few pizzas with everything on it for the guys, cheese for the kids, and chicken for the girls. Usually I would be the first to dig in, but when the smell of the chicken hit my nose, my stomach quenched in disgust. Combine that with the garlicky smell that wafted up from the bread, I felt like I was going to blow chunks. I felt a sweat break across my skin.
"What's wrong Bells?" Emmett asked. "You're looking a little green." he said, causing everyone to look over at me.
"Yeah love, your color's not looking too good." Edward said, pressing his hand to my cheek. "You're a little clammy too." he said concernedly.
"Maybe, some pizza will do the trick." Emmett said, shoving a slice of the wretched pizza in face.
"No it won't." I moaned, bolting up from my seat, as I ran towards the downstairs bathroom, immediately heading towards the toilet, as I wretched up everything I ate that day, including my once delicious chocolate ice cream. I felt cool hands pull my hair from my face, as I continued vomiting. Once I was finished, I felt exhausted. Edward carefully helped me up off the floor, and helped me to the sink, where I rinsed my mouth to get rid of the rancid acidic taste left. I still felt warm and I leaned into my husband's cool touch. He rubbed my back soothingly, and I let out a soft whimper. Edward helped me back into the living room and settled me on the couch, where thankfully I noticed the pizza was gone. I laid my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes, as Edward continued to rub my back.
"Oh, I'm sorry baby. Morning sickness will sneak up on you sometimes, even if it's not in the morning." My mom cooed, bringing me a cold glass of sprite.
"Drink this; it'll settle your stomach a bit." She said, smoothing few strands of hair from my face. I took a tentative sip and sighed, as it soothed my throat. I finished the glass, and was glad to see that the nausea I felt was gone.
"Better?" My mom asked, and I nodded my head.
"The perks of being pregnant my dear." she grinned, sitting back down beside my father.
"Stupid pizza." I grumbled.
"But you love chicken pizza." Edward said, his warm breath tickling my ear.
"Ah, the wretched chicken." Alice said, and all the females nodded in the room. I looked at them curiously.
"What?" I asked.
"Bella, most pregnant woman hate the smells of certain foods, the most common being chicken." Tanya said, as she held a sleeping Kylie in her arms.
"Ooh, I hated it. I had it the worst with this one of here." Esme grinned, pointing to Edward who shrugged sheepishly.
"Love you too mommy." He grinned, flashing his dimples. She just chuckled.
"Yeah, when I was pregnant with you two, I hated the smell of fish, when is kind of unavoidable when your husband fishes every chance he gets." My mom said, giving my father a pointed look. He just blushed, and I smiled knowing I had inherited that trait from him.
"So what do I do?" I asked. "I'm hungry, but I don't want that pizza no where near me." I grumbled, my stomach growling in protest.
"Well what are you in the mood for? I'll fix you something." Edward said. I pondered about what I wanted, and soon it came to me. I could taste it on the tip of my tongue.
"Eggs!" I moaned, and once again, chuckles spread throughout the room, even the guys were laughing.
"Now what." I pouted. I hated the thought of them laughing at me.
"Bella, just as Tanya said about women hating certain foods, they also crave them as well. Rosie made me fix her eggs every chance she got. She even woke me up at 2 in the morning for some freaking eggs." Emmett huffed.
"And I enjoyed every bit of it, monkey man." Rosalie said, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
"Really? I just want some eggs really bad. Can I have some pretty please?" I pouted, looking up at Edward through my eyelashes. His eyes glazed over a bit, before he shook his head, the dark jade of his eyes focusing.
"Whatever you want love. Over easy or scrambled?" He asked, getting up.
"Scrambled." I answered, as he headed to the kitchen. "And bring hot sauce, lots and lots of hot sauce." I grinned, my stomach growling at the delicious food that was soon to come. It wasn't long, before Edward returned, and I almost took off his fingers when I ravenously took it from his hands. He just chuckled, sitting down beside me. Edward had made me a large plate of eggs, and I wondered if I was going to be able to finish it. Handing me a fork and the hot sauce in his hands, I drenched my eggs in hot sauce before taking a bite. I moaned in delight as it hit my tongue and the next thing I knew, my fork was scraping against my plate. Had I really ate that quickly? I looked up to see that everyone was looking at me in astonishment. Even Edward had his mouth wide open. I felt my face flush.
"What? I was hungry." I shrugged and everyone chuckled, moving back to their own conversations and food. I lay back against Edward's chest, as he ate a slice of pizza, which was quite difficult seeing that he had one hand wrapped around my face and the other holding a slice of pizza, which he tried his hardest to keep away from me. The night continued as planned, with our conversation varying from the game to the new addition that would soon be coming into our lives.
After we cleaned up and everyone left, Edward and I headed upstairs to our bedroom. It wasn't long before I felt my eyes began to droop and Edward snuggled into the crook of my neck, while rubbing my stomach. I began raking my hands through his tousled head, and wondered if our child would inherit his peculiar shade of hair color that was red, but not red and brown, that looked blonde in the sunlight. My thoughts began to drift, as I heard his breathing even, and looked down to see him sound asleep. He had a small smile on his face, and I bent down and kissed his nose. He moaned in delight, and I soon succumbed to sleep, dreaming of our baby and our future family.
…..
"Are you nervous?" Edward asked, for what felt like the millionth time. He had just picked me up from work, and was still dressed in his suit. I admit he look sexy, in his black Armani suit and loafers and I wanted nothing more than to ravish him, but he was beginning to get on my nerves with his constant questioning.
"Yes, I'm fine Edward!" I growled, looking out the window. I looked back over at him to see his jaw tight and a hurt look on his face.
"Look, I'm sorry. I am nervous okay." I breathed grabbing one of his hands, rubbing it against one of my cheeks. U felt him stroke my face and I knew all was forgiven.
"I know, and I'm sorry with all of my badgering. I'm nervous too. It's not everyday, you get the chance to see your baby." He grinned, resting his hand on my knee. I rolled my eyes.
"So how was your day?" Edward asked as I looked out the window.
"Long. I don't care if they are twelfth graders; some of them act like they should be in kindergarten." I answered. I left out the part about me getting sick twice. Edward was concerned about how sick I had been getting lately, but I reassured him it was nothing. Oddly enough I kept getting bigger each day, making the theory that I was farther along even stronger. We were now on the way to see for an ultrasound and I was shitting bricks. What if my baby wasn't healthy, I don't think I could bear it, if something was wrong. Edward must have seen the fear in my eyes, and pressed my hand to his lips, giving it a chaste kiss.
"Relax Bella. Stress isn't good for the baby, and I nodded my head.
Little did I know that stress was going to be the least of my problems.
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"Isabella Cullen." The voice of one of the nurses called. I put down the magazine I was reading, and grabbed Edward's hands, as we passed the other expectant mothers. It didn't miss my attention that nearly all of the women in the room were eye fucking my husband, despite their own husbands being beside them who seemed to watch every move I made. We had been here for about an hour and I was becoming incredibly anxious. After going through the usual routine of checking my weight, height, blood pressure, and getting a urine sample, I was issued to a room to wait for Dr. Gerandy to enter. Edward helped up onto the bed.
Usually this visit would consist of me just getting a normal checkup, scheduling an ultrasound on another date, but considering how quickly I was expanding in such a short time, they thought it would be best if we did it now. We waited for about ten minutes before he entered. Dr. Gerandy was a tall man, nearly towering over Edward's frame. He was in his early sixties, with a head full of gray hair and kind blue eyes that peered at us from his black square framed glasses.
"Well if it isn't Miss Isabella Swan." He grinned, and looked at Edward.
"Excuse me, I mean Mrs. Cullen." He grinned, shaking both of our hands. I smiled.
"Hi Dr. Gerandy." I answered.
"Well I never thought I'll see the day, when Renee Swan's little girl would come through my doors." He smiled, sitting down in front of me in one of the rolling chairs.
"Me either." I mumbled. Edward grabbed my hand.
"Well, I hear that you are pregnant, so congratulations to the both of you." Dr. Gerandy smiled.
"Yes I am. I found out about two and a half weeks ago.
"Okay, and according to my file, you said that you had a period about three weeks ago. Am I correct?" he asked. I nodded my head, and he wrote something down.
"Okay, now was it heavy or just spotting?" He asked, and I felt myself blush. What kind of woman wants to discuss her menstrual cycle, in front of her own husband and doctor.
"Um, it was heavy, but lighter than it usually is. Is that normal?" I asked, instantly worried that something could be wrong.
"It's normal in some cases. There are women who do experience periods or spotting throughout their pregnancy. When it's heavier than normal, that's when we worry." he said.
"And you've been taking Clomid for how long now?" he asked, and I calculated the date in my head.
"Four years." Edward answered, and I gave him a surprised look. He just smiled. And shrugged his shoulders.
"Well it could affect your menstrual cycle. Did you take a test prior to the one you took in the previous month?" He asked, and I nodded my head once more.
"Okay." Dr. Gerandy said, and is there any other medications I should know about" He asked. I shook my head.
'No, just the occasional ibuprofen." I answered. He wrote a few more things down before looking up at me.
"Now, I'm going to go grab the machine. You say that you believe you must be farther along , based from your stomach, and am I correct?" I nodded my head.
"Do you mind if I check?" He asked. I shook my head. I lifted my blouse to up under my chest, revealing my stomach. It had increased in size tremendously. My stomach was now the size of a medium sized beach ball, and was growing more and more each day. Considering, the fact that most women don't show until their second trimester, I became a little worried.
"Is this normal?" Edward asked.
"What's normal?" Dr. Gerandy asked.
"Her showing like that. It's like she grew overnight." He asked.
"Well it's different with everyone. Most women show in their third or fourth month, some as late at the seventh month of their pregnancy. It just depends on the person, and also it depends on the woman's uterus. It's only about the size of a tennis ball around eight weeks, and considering the way your wife stomach looks at the moment, I'm putting a few things into consideration. Usually I would say it's just bloating, but I'm not too positive.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well first, if I'm going with my gut, which I hope will be proved my later tests you are around 3 and a half months." Dr. Gerandy answered.
"Okay, and what's the other thing?" Edward asks.
"Well, does twins run in your family?" He asked, and my eyes widened. Could we be having twins? I looked at Edward. To see him starry eyed as well.
"No. Not on either of our sides. Do you think she's pregnant with twins?" Edward asked.
"There's a high chance, especially with the way she's holding." he said. We both fell silent for a moment. Dr. Gerandy stood up and rolled his seat back.
"Do you have any more questions you'd like to ask, before I go grab the Doppler ultrasound?" Edward and I shook our heads, well I'll be right back. Once he left, Edward and I just stared at one another. No words had to be spoken, as we stared into each other's eyes, our silent conversation explaining more than our actual speaking words ever could. Dr. Gerandy quickly returned with the machine and told me to lay back.
"Now this may be cold." He said, before squeezing the freezing cold gel on my stomach. I squealed.
"Sorry." I mumbled, as they both let out a hearty chuckle. I rolled my eyes.
"Okay, and lets see what we have here." He said, as he began moving the remote over my stomach.
"Now let's see if we can get a heartbeat." Dr. Gerandy said, as he continued moving it across my stomach. It seemed like Edward and I both held our breaths waiting for the one sound we wanted to hear the most. When we finally heard a noise, it wasn't the sound of one heart beating but multiple heartbeats echoing throughout the room. I looked over at Edward to see a shocked look upon his face, we looked over at Dr. Gerandy to see his face had the same hint of bewilderment. He ran it across my stomach once more, to the same results. He stood up once more.
"I'll be right back. Maybe it's the machine." He gasped, nearly pummeling out the door. He returned with another Doppler ultrasound machine, and the fluttering sound of more than one heartbeat spread throughout the room. I let out a startled breath. Was it what I thought it was. Dr. Gerandy stuck his head out the door and called for Dr. Berty and Dr. Biers, another doctor on this floor. The whispered for a bit, and they both entered, standing in front of the machine, both of them with shocked looks upon there faces as they marked on the screen with one of the digital pens. They blocked our view of the monitor and were both speaking in hushed tones, as they pointed at the screen. Their silence was killing me, and so was Edward who held a death grip on my hand. He was the one who exploded.
"Will you please tell me what the hell is going on with my wife and child?" Edward growled.
'That's what we're trying to figure out. We're both trying to see what's going on with you wife and children." Dr. Gerandy said, and I blocked him out. My brain got stuck on the word children.
"Is it twins?" I gasped, tears welling up in my eyes in joy at the thought.
"Uh, not exactly. Look for yourself." Dr. Berty said, as he, Dr. Gerandy, and Dr. Biers stepped away from the screen, revealing what was behind him.
Behind him were 6 circles. All of them cluttered yet spread out, two of which were over the other. My eyes widened as they all pointed out a few things, the first halting any train of thought I had.
In each circle was an individual fluttering heartbeat. Each distinct and its own as they pointed all six of them out. My heart jumped in my chest, at what it meant. Even the doctors seemed to be shocked. I wanted to ask questions but the words seemed to get caught in my throat.
"Is….is it what I think it is?" I stuttered, and they all shook their heads astonished. More tears welled in my eyes.
I was just about to ask Edward about his thoughts, when I turned to look at him. His eyes were focused on the screen and his face a sullen white color. I was just about to ask him what was wrong when he muttered a single word.
"Se…..Sextuplets." He muttered, before his eyes rolled into the back of his head, hitting the floor with a resounding thwack as I gaped down at him in horror.
EPOV
How does one describe the feeling when they find out that they are going to be a father? Scared? Excited? Over the moon? When Bella told me that she was pregnant; that we were pregnant, it took all of my strength not to pull out all of my hair, scream, and shout to the world that the love of my life was pregnant. Bella had a piece of her and me inside of her womb. Words could not seem to describe how much joy I felt now. The ebullience I felt at the moment was stronger, even more so then, on my wedding day, and let me tell you that it was one of the best days of my life.
I knew when she walked into that tattoo shop that Sunday afternoon that she was going to be the woman I married someday. I don't really know what drew me to her that day. It was odd really. It wasn't even the physical aspects that attracted me to her, although that was a plus. Her porcelain skin that was so soft and sweet that it reminded me of baby's skin. The soft pools of blue and brown that made me lose every train of though every time I gazed into her eyes. Those traits alone could make a man drop to his knees. I jus felt this energy surge between us. The static thick and prickling as she entered. I couldn't keep my eyes off her the whole time. I wondered if she could feel the connection as I did, and when I was rewarded with her beautiful blush, I knew I was in love. Trust, being only 21 at the time. I didn't believe in all of that love at first sight bullshit. Jasper and Emmett tried to reassure me that there was, and I just laughed in their faces. They were the phones laughing, when that accompanied me to the jewelers to get my grandmother's ring fitted, not only after 8 months of being together. I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with this woman.
I could be myself, the dorky quiet Edward Cullen who was a big Star Trek junkie and Monty Python nerd, who secretly watched Grey's Anatomy and Glee, while eating a bowl of m&m's, not the jaded, confident, loud professional CEO of one of the biggest pharmaceutical corporations in the country. Bella loved both sides of me, and I loved it. Even when I was with Tanya, who soon became one of Bella's best friends, that felt like I couldn't be myself with her.
Bella and I just had this explosive connection. We would have numerous conversations. The others thought we were both crazy just staring at each other for hours, but our eyes held secret conversations. Just by looking into her eyes, I could read her like an open book and when she looked at me the same. When I had any doubts about what I was feeling at the time, when I looked into those beautiful eyes of hers, it solidified everything.
Now 8 years later, at 29, I'm in our bedroom holding my wife in a vice grip as I spun her around as she giggled and squealed in pleasure, after delivering the best news. I admit I was a little shocked and hurt, by the state of her stomach, but she reassured me that she just found out, and it astounded her just as much as I did when she saw it. I rolled my eyes. Planting a kiss on her soft lips, I grabbed her bridal style and ran down the stairs into the living room screaming at the top of my lungs that I was going to be a father. Gasps and Congrats broke out across the room as I settled Bella back on her feet, as everyone ran over to us. My mom had her hand over her mouth as tears filled her eyes.
"Is it true?" she gasped, and I nodded my head with a beaming smile she grabbed me into a hug. Her tears dampened the front of my shirt, as I gave her a kiss to her temple. My dad came over and extracted her still shaking form from me.
"Congrats son." He smiled, the wrinkles crinkling at his eyes, the only sign he really had of aging. He didn't look a day over forty. The guys all patted me on the backs, as the girls gave me kisses on the cheek. Charlie gave me a hug and beaming smile from red-rimmed eyes. I turned around to see Bella in a death like grip of her mother who kept sobbing and repeating "My baby's going to have a baby." Liam had to actually extract her off, so Bella could breathe.
"I'm so happy for you guys." Alice squealed. You have to let me help with the nursery." Alice squealed, jumping up and down.
"Relax Alice, she just found out this morning." Liam said, and everyone turned to look at him."What?" he blinked innocently.
"You knew?" My mother huffed, smacking him hard on the chest. I saw him wince, I felt for him. Despite her small frame, my mother was very heavy handed and her licks hurt.
"Ouch mama Es! Yes, I knew, but I found out this morning as well. That's why we weren't here." Liam groaned, rubbing his chest.
"Yes in fact he was the one who pointed it out." Bella said, coming to stand beside me. I wrapped my arms around her.
"What do you mean, 'pointed it out'? Charlie asked, and I saw her hesitantly lift up her shirt to reveal her stomach.
"Holy Sh…" Emmett boomed, Rosalie covering his mouth, so the kids wouldn't hear.
"Holy crap is right. How could you miss that?" Rosalie asked, as they looked at her protruding stomach. Bella feeling a little self-conscious lowered her shirt.
"I don't know." she whispered.
"Seriously Bells, that thing is kind of hard to miss." Jacob said.
"Do you know how far along you are?" Carlisle asked, immediately going into doctor mode.
"Well my period ended three weeks ago. So three weeks?" she started, blushing.
"Darlin, that don't look like no three weeks to me." Jasper added, and she shrugged.
"I don't know." she said, looking down at the floor, nibbling on her lip. I wrapped my arms around her, as she lay back against my chest.
"Well we'll have to get you an appointment then so we can find out." I said, Bella giving me a soft smile, glad that the attention was away from her.
"But my doctor is out for the month." Bella said.
"You can go to mine." Renee said.
"Really?" she asked.
"Yeah. Dr. Gerandy is an amazing doctor. He actually delivered you and Liam." she beamed.
"Okay, well can you give her a call?" I asked.
"Well, I was supposed to go in two weeks for a check up, but Bella can take my place." Renee grinned.
Bella just nodded her head and smiled.
"Now that this is all over. Can we eat?" Emmett boomed. Leave it up to him to ruin the moment, but then Bella's stomach growled loudly, the sound seeming to echo across the room. We all looked at her, and she just blushed.
"See, baby Cullen is hungry too. Come on Bells." Emmett grinned pulling her away from me, and I shook my head and laughed.
Baby Cullen. Hmm…
I liked the way that sounded.
….
BPOV
I followed Emmett into the kitchen as we both grabbed the boxes of pizza, and headed back into the living room where the others sat. We were all hungry and we all ravenously opened the boxes to grab a slice. Edward being the gentleman that he was grabbed me a slice, before Emmett or Jacob could take the box. We usually had a few pizzas with everything on it for the guys, cheese for the kids, and chicken for the girls. Usually I would be the first to dig in, but when the smell of the chicken hit my nose, my stomach quenched in disgust. Combine that with the garlicky smell that wafted up from the bread, I felt like I was going to blow chunks. I felt a sweat break across my skin.
"What's wrong Bells?" Emmett asked. "You're looking a little green." he said, causing everyone to look over at me.
"Yeah love, your color's not looking too good." Edward said, pressing his hand to my cheek. "You're a little clammy too." he said concernedly.
"Maybe, some pizza will do the trick." Emmett said, shoving a slice of the wretched pizza in face.
"No it won't." I moaned, bolting up from my seat, as I ran towards the downstairs bathroom, immediately heading towards the toilet, as I wretched up everything I ate that day, including my once delicious chocolate ice cream. I felt cool hands pull my hair from my face, as I continued vomiting. Once I was finished, I felt exhausted. Edward carefully helped me up off the floor, and helped me to the sink, where I rinsed my mouth to get rid of the rancid acidic taste left. I still felt warm and I leaned into my husband's cool touch. He rubbed my back soothingly, and I let out a soft whimper. Edward helped me back into the living room and settled me on the couch, where thankfully I noticed the pizza was gone. I laid my head on his shoulder, closing my eyes, as Edward continued to rub my back.
"Oh, I'm sorry baby. Morning sickness will sneak up on you sometimes, even if it's not in the morning." My mom cooed, bringing me a cold glass of sprite.
"Drink this; it'll settle your stomach a bit." She said, smoothing few strands of hair from my face. I took a tentative sip and sighed, as it soothed my throat. I finished the glass, and was glad to see that the nausea I felt was gone.
"Better?" My mom asked, and I nodded my head.
"The perks of being pregnant my dear." she grinned, sitting back down beside my father.
"Stupid pizza." I grumbled.
"But you love chicken pizza." Edward said, his warm breath tickling my ear.
"Ah, the wretched chicken." Alice said, and all the females nodded in the room. I looked at them curiously.
"What?" I asked.
"Bella, most pregnant woman hate the smells of certain foods, the most common being chicken." Tanya said, as she held a sleeping Kylie in her arms.
"Ooh, I hated it. I had it the worst with this one of here." Esme grinned, pointing to Edward who shrugged sheepishly.
"Love you too mommy." He grinned, flashing his dimples. She just chuckled.
"Yeah, when I was pregnant with you two, I hated the smell of fish, when is kind of unavoidable when your husband fishes every chance he gets." My mom said, giving my father a pointed look. He just blushed, and I smiled knowing I had inherited that trait from him.
"So what do I do?" I asked. "I'm hungry, but I don't want that pizza no where near me." I grumbled, my stomach growling in protest.
"Well what are you in the mood for? I'll fix you something." Edward said. I pondered about what I wanted, and soon it came to me. I could taste it on the tip of my tongue.
"Eggs!" I moaned, and once again, chuckles spread throughout the room, even the guys were laughing.
"Now what." I pouted. I hated the thought of them laughing at me.
"Bella, just as Tanya said about women hating certain foods, they also crave them as well. Rosie made me fix her eggs every chance she got. She even woke me up at 2 in the morning for some freaking eggs." Emmett huffed.
"And I enjoyed every bit of it, monkey man." Rosalie said, pressing a kiss to his cheek.
"Really? I just want some eggs really bad. Can I have some pretty please?" I pouted, looking up at Edward through my eyelashes. His eyes glazed over a bit, before he shook his head, the dark jade of his eyes focusing.
"Whatever you want love. Over easy or scrambled?" He asked, getting up.
"Scrambled." I answered, as he headed to the kitchen. "And bring hot sauce, lots and lots of hot sauce." I grinned, my stomach growling at the delicious food that was soon to come. It wasn't long, before Edward returned, and I almost took off his fingers when I ravenously took it from his hands. He just chuckled, sitting down beside me. Edward had made me a large plate of eggs, and I wondered if I was going to be able to finish it. Handing me a fork and the hot sauce in his hands, I drenched my eggs in hot sauce before taking a bite. I moaned in delight as it hit my tongue and the next thing I knew, my fork was scraping against my plate. Had I really ate that quickly? I looked up to see that everyone was looking at me in astonishment. Even Edward had his mouth wide open. I felt my face flush.
"What? I was hungry." I shrugged and everyone chuckled, moving back to their own conversations and food. I lay back against Edward's chest, as he ate a slice of pizza, which was quite difficult seeing that he had one hand wrapped around my face and the other holding a slice of pizza, which he tried his hardest to keep away from me. The night continued as planned, with our conversation varying from the game to the new addition that would soon be coming into our lives.
After we cleaned up and everyone left, Edward and I headed upstairs to our bedroom. It wasn't long before I felt my eyes began to droop and Edward snuggled into the crook of my neck, while rubbing my stomach. I began raking my hands through his tousled head, and wondered if our child would inherit his peculiar shade of hair color that was red, but not red and brown, that looked blonde in the sunlight. My thoughts began to drift, as I heard his breathing even, and looked down to see him sound asleep. He had a small smile on his face, and I bent down and kissed his nose. He moaned in delight, and I soon succumbed to sleep, dreaming of our baby and our future family.
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"Are you nervous?" Edward asked, for what felt like the millionth time. He had just picked me up from work, and was still dressed in his suit. I admit he look sexy, in his black Armani suit and loafers and I wanted nothing more than to ravish him, but he was beginning to get on my nerves with his constant questioning.
"Yes, I'm fine Edward!" I growled, looking out the window. I looked back over at him to see his jaw tight and a hurt look on his face.
"Look, I'm sorry. I am nervous okay." I breathed grabbing one of his hands, rubbing it against one of my cheeks. U felt him stroke my face and I knew all was forgiven.
"I know, and I'm sorry with all of my badgering. I'm nervous too. It's not everyday, you get the chance to see your baby." He grinned, resting his hand on my knee. I rolled my eyes.
"So how was your day?" Edward asked as I looked out the window.
"Long. I don't care if they are twelfth graders; some of them act like they should be in kindergarten." I answered. I left out the part about me getting sick twice. Edward was concerned about how sick I had been getting lately, but I reassured him it was nothing. Oddly enough I kept getting bigger each day, making the theory that I was farther along even stronger. We were now on the way to see for an ultrasound and I was shitting bricks. What if my baby wasn't healthy, I don't think I could bear it, if something was wrong. Edward must have seen the fear in my eyes, and pressed my hand to his lips, giving it a chaste kiss.
"Relax Bella. Stress isn't good for the baby, and I nodded my head.
Little did I know that stress was going to be the least of my problems.
…..
"Isabella Cullen." The voice of one of the nurses called. I put down the magazine I was reading, and grabbed Edward's hands, as we passed the other expectant mothers. It didn't miss my attention that nearly all of the women in the room were eye fucking my husband, despite their own husbands being beside them who seemed to watch every move I made. We had been here for about an hour and I was becoming incredibly anxious. After going through the usual routine of checking my weight, height, blood pressure, and getting a urine sample, I was issued to a room to wait for Dr. Gerandy to enter. Edward helped up onto the bed.
Usually this visit would consist of me just getting a normal checkup, scheduling an ultrasound on another date, but considering how quickly I was expanding in such a short time, they thought it would be best if we did it now. We waited for about ten minutes before he entered. Dr. Gerandy was a tall man, nearly towering over Edward's frame. He was in his early sixties, with a head full of gray hair and kind blue eyes that peered at us from his black square framed glasses.
"Well if it isn't Miss Isabella Swan." He grinned, and looked at Edward.
"Excuse me, I mean Mrs. Cullen." He grinned, shaking both of our hands. I smiled.
"Hi Dr. Gerandy." I answered.
"Well I never thought I'll see the day, when Renee Swan's little girl would come through my doors." He smiled, sitting down in front of me in one of the rolling chairs.
"Me either." I mumbled. Edward grabbed my hand.
"Well, I hear that you are pregnant, so congratulations to the both of you." Dr. Gerandy smiled.
"Yes I am. I found out about two and a half weeks ago.
"Okay, and according to my file, you said that you had a period about three weeks ago. Am I correct?" he asked. I nodded my head, and he wrote something down.
"Okay, now was it heavy or just spotting?" He asked, and I felt myself blush. What kind of woman wants to discuss her menstrual cycle, in front of her own husband and doctor.
"Um, it was heavy, but lighter than it usually is. Is that normal?" I asked, instantly worried that something could be wrong.
"It's normal in some cases. There are women who do experience periods or spotting throughout their pregnancy. When it's heavier than normal, that's when we worry." he said.
"And you've been taking Clomid for how long now?" he asked, and I calculated the date in my head.
"Four years." Edward answered, and I gave him a surprised look. He just smiled. And shrugged his shoulders.
"Well it could affect your menstrual cycle. Did you take a test prior to the one you took in the previous month?" He asked, and I nodded my head once more.
"Okay." Dr. Gerandy said, and is there any other medications I should know about" He asked. I shook my head.
'No, just the occasional ibuprofen." I answered. He wrote a few more things down before looking up at me.
"Now, I'm going to go grab the machine. You say that you believe you must be farther along , based from your stomach, and am I correct?" I nodded my head.
"Do you mind if I check?" He asked. I shook my head. I lifted my blouse to up under my chest, revealing my stomach. It had increased in size tremendously. My stomach was now the size of a medium sized beach ball, and was growing more and more each day. Considering, the fact that most women don't show until their second trimester, I became a little worried.
"Is this normal?" Edward asked.
"What's normal?" Dr. Gerandy asked.
"Her showing like that. It's like she grew overnight." He asked.
"Well it's different with everyone. Most women show in their third or fourth month, some as late at the seventh month of their pregnancy. It just depends on the person, and also it depends on the woman's uterus. It's only about the size of a tennis ball around eight weeks, and considering the way your wife stomach looks at the moment, I'm putting a few things into consideration. Usually I would say it's just bloating, but I'm not too positive.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"Well first, if I'm going with my gut, which I hope will be proved my later tests you are around 3 and a half months." Dr. Gerandy answered.
"Okay, and what's the other thing?" Edward asks.
"Well, does twins run in your family?" He asked, and my eyes widened. Could we be having twins? I looked at Edward. To see him starry eyed as well.
"No. Not on either of our sides. Do you think she's pregnant with twins?" Edward asked.
"There's a high chance, especially with the way she's holding." he said. We both fell silent for a moment. Dr. Gerandy stood up and rolled his seat back.
"Do you have any more questions you'd like to ask, before I go grab the Doppler ultrasound?" Edward and I shook our heads, well I'll be right back. Once he left, Edward and I just stared at one another. No words had to be spoken, as we stared into each other's eyes, our silent conversation explaining more than our actual speaking words ever could. Dr. Gerandy quickly returned with the machine and told me to lay back.
"Now this may be cold." He said, before squeezing the freezing cold gel on my stomach. I squealed.
"Sorry." I mumbled, as they both let out a hearty chuckle. I rolled my eyes.
"Okay, and lets see what we have here." He said, as he began moving the remote over my stomach.
"Now let's see if we can get a heartbeat." Dr. Gerandy said, as he continued moving it across my stomach. It seemed like Edward and I both held our breaths waiting for the one sound we wanted to hear the most. When we finally heard a noise, it wasn't the sound of one heart beating but multiple heartbeats echoing throughout the room. I looked over at Edward to see a shocked look upon his face, we looked over at Dr. Gerandy to see his face had the same hint of bewilderment. He ran it across my stomach once more, to the same results. He stood up once more.
"I'll be right back. Maybe it's the machine." He gasped, nearly pummeling out the door. He returned with another Doppler ultrasound machine, and the fluttering sound of more than one heartbeat spread throughout the room. I let out a startled breath. Was it what I thought it was. Dr. Gerandy stuck his head out the door and called for Dr. Berty and Dr. Biers, another doctor on this floor. The whispered for a bit, and they both entered, standing in front of the machine, both of them with shocked looks upon there faces as they marked on the screen with one of the digital pens. They blocked our view of the monitor and were both speaking in hushed tones, as they pointed at the screen. Their silence was killing me, and so was Edward who held a death grip on my hand. He was the one who exploded.
"Will you please tell me what the hell is going on with my wife and child?" Edward growled.
'That's what we're trying to figure out. We're both trying to see what's going on with you wife and children." Dr. Gerandy said, and I blocked him out. My brain got stuck on the word children.
"Is it twins?" I gasped, tears welling up in my eyes in joy at the thought.
"Uh, not exactly. Look for yourself." Dr. Berty said, as he, Dr. Gerandy, and Dr. Biers stepped away from the screen, revealing what was behind him.
Behind him were 6 circles. All of them cluttered yet spread out, two of which were over the other. My eyes widened as they all pointed out a few things, the first halting any train of thought I had.
In each circle was an individual fluttering heartbeat. Each distinct and its own as they pointed all six of them out. My heart jumped in my chest, at what it meant. Even the doctors seemed to be shocked. I wanted to ask questions but the words seemed to get caught in my throat.
"Is….is it what I think it is?" I stuttered, and they all shook their heads astonished. More tears welled in my eyes.
I was just about to ask Edward about his thoughts, when I turned to look at him. His eyes were focused on the screen and his face a sullen white color. I was just about to ask him what was wrong when he muttered a single word.
"Se…..Sextuplets." He muttered, before his eyes rolled into the back of his head, hitting the floor with a resounding thwack as I gaped down at him in horror.
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