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She laughed and pulled me in for a hug as I did my best to suck it up. “I know girl, and he will for you too. That’s what it’s all about.”
I married Cameron on a warm Summer night surrounded by candlelight in a little ceremony in Wicker Park. Most of our wedding day I’d suffered from morning sickness and by the time I got to his side, I was ghastly white. He didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he told me I looked more beautiful than ever.
I’m sure my fairy godmother blinded him when I looked my worst. Which meant as I aged I would begin to look like a centerfold. That was good news.
What sucked is that I was sick for half of our honeymoon cruise and only managed to see the sparkling blue water of the toilet. I had two good days out at sea before we called it quits and flew home from Mexico only to end up on my couch watching Netflix and eating take out.
But my husband, my husband, my husband didn’t seem to mind in the least. He assured me we’d do it again someday as long as we didn’t have another ‘oops’ baby on the way. He teased me mercilessly as my pregnancy progressed and
despite my fear, he never had an issue handling my hormones.
Once again, my mother was right, because after my lull, my life picked up again and was not slowing down anytime in the immediate future.
So, I got joy out of the little things. And although I took fewer jobs to spend the first few months of my marriage as a wife, life was life, so I prioritized.
Almost seven months to the day I found out I was pregnant I made a much-needed date with my husband.
Cameron’s Mac: Hi. Sorry I’m late. I had to pick up some supplies for my wife.
Abbie’s Mac: You’re married?
Cameron cringed and shot daggers from where he sat.
Abbie’s Mac: Too soon?
He glared at me while I burst out laughing.
Abbie’s Mac: Come on! It was a little bit funny!
Dead green eyes stared back at me before he typed.
Cameron’s Mac: Not even a little.
Abbie’s Mac: Okay let’s see the supplies.
He pulled out two boxes of Milk Duds, my only pregnancy craving.
Abbie’s Mac: Thank you. What else do you have over there?
He pulled out some Ziti noodles and shrugged.
Cameron’s Mac: I called Mrs. Zingaro while I was at the store to see if she needed anything.
My sweet man.
Abbie’s Mac: You’re so wonderful to her and I love you more for it. Anything else?
He pulled out a onesie that read Future King of Woo.
Abbie’s Mac: Did you have that made?
He gave me a slow pride filled nod.
Abbie’s Mac: God I love you. I’m such a shit. Okay, let’s start over.
Cameron’s Mac: Fine. Hi.
Abbie’s Mac: You can’t type Fine. Hi. Try again.
