 ¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls
The girls would come home soon? Cosgrach smiled to himself. He loved the time he got to spend with them, and now that their mummy was pregnant, he would be even more attentive.
"Of course, love," he said as he kissed the side of her forehead, "I'll help you with anything, so long as you feel better." Not that he hadn't been helping before, he said it more to comfort her. He placed his hand on hers on her stomach and smiled to himself. A baby! It felt unreal. Who would have thought he would be so happy at the thought? Not himself 4 years ago. He had grown up, and although he still knew nothing about childcare, he was only excited to learn about it instead of completely freaking out.
"Of course," he said, and listened intently. Five weeks? See the baby in four weeks!? HEAR IT???!!! FOUR WEEKS WERE TOO MUCH! He took a deep breath. "Of course I will," he said in determination, and tried to imagine how the baby would look like, but no image came to his mind. Then, he tried to imagine who it would resemble more - its mother or father? Who did babies resemble more, generally? Was there a ratio -
He understood what she said, though, and he nodded. "Of course. Until whenever you and the baby are safe." But he didn't even think that they would lose the baby. They wouldn't. Things like that didn't happen a lot, did it? Well, their baby would live and they would raise it to be a great kid.
"How do you think the girls and Bart will take it?" Y'know, that was probably the most important thing now.
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