-Renesmee-
I was now the human equivalent of six months pregnant, and watching a small grey shape moving on a monitor. My child. My little baby.
My mom, Esme, and Jacob were here with me too. Aside from Carlisle, of course.
"There he is. Speaking of which, I presume あなた and Jacob would like to know the gender?" Carlisle asked. I didn't immediately answer. I was too mesmerized.
"Renesmee?" Jacob asked me.
"Yes," I managed to say.
"You have a little girl. Well, not yet, but あなた will."
A little girl.
Esme sighed contentedly, almost as fascinated as I was.
From downstairs, Alice squealed.
Alice had gone insane. Buying furniture, baby clothes, EVERY SINGLE CONCEIVABLE ITEM THAT WAS EVEN REMOTELY RELATED TO WHAT WAS NEEDED.
* * *
Poor kid, really. She was going to be tortured with the sheer ピンク torture Alice would be inflicting now that we knew the gender. My mom winced at the squeal. That was a bad sign.
* * *
"Come on Renesmee, it can't be that bad," Alice cheerfully 発言しました as she somehow managed to simultaneouly keep up her normal bouncing gait, while dragging a heavily pregnant me into her canary yellow porche, and still sounding like the sugerplum fairy on a sugar high.
Damn vampiric multitasker.
This was going to be an extremely long 日 involving Alice trying to buy sequinned outfits and me vehemently refusing and her completely ignoring the complaint. And getting away with it.
Call it a feeling.
I was now the human equivalent of six months pregnant, and watching a small grey shape moving on a monitor. My child. My little baby.
My mom, Esme, and Jacob were here with me too. Aside from Carlisle, of course.
"There he is. Speaking of which, I presume あなた and Jacob would like to know the gender?" Carlisle asked. I didn't immediately answer. I was too mesmerized.
"Renesmee?" Jacob asked me.
"Yes," I managed to say.
"You have a little girl. Well, not yet, but あなた will."
A little girl.
Esme sighed contentedly, almost as fascinated as I was.
From downstairs, Alice squealed.
Alice had gone insane. Buying furniture, baby clothes, EVERY SINGLE CONCEIVABLE ITEM THAT WAS EVEN REMOTELY RELATED TO WHAT WAS NEEDED.
* * *
Poor kid, really. She was going to be tortured with the sheer ピンク torture Alice would be inflicting now that we knew the gender. My mom winced at the squeal. That was a bad sign.
* * *
"Come on Renesmee, it can't be that bad," Alice cheerfully 発言しました as she somehow managed to simultaneouly keep up her normal bouncing gait, while dragging a heavily pregnant me into her canary yellow porche, and still sounding like the sugerplum fairy on a sugar high.
Damn vampiric multitasker.
This was going to be an extremely long 日 involving Alice trying to buy sequinned outfits and me vehemently refusing and her completely ignoring the complaint. And getting away with it.
Call it a feeling.
