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“It’s still early.” She tries to tramp down my excitement.
“But what do the doctors say? Does everything look good so far?” I pull back.
“So far, yes. Everything looks completely normal.”
“Emma.” I reach out, cupping her face. “You’re gonna be a mama.”
“I am.” Tears flood her vision.
“I’m gonna be an aunt,” I announce, dropping my hands. We may not be blood but Emma and I are closer than most sisters. She is my family and this baby will be too. “I’m gonna be the coolest aunt ever.”
“Just not too cool.” Emma laughs. “I can’t have you making Robert and I look bad.”
“You just won’t know about it.” I laugh. “And Robert–is he excited?”
“Over the moon. God Len, you should see him. The other day I caught him reading a baby book in his study.”
“He’s going to be the best dad. This is going to be one lucky kiddo,” I say, placing my palm flat on Emma’s belly.
“I’m terrified,” she admits. “I’m scared something bad is going to happen again.”
“Nothing bad is going to happen. Has this pregnancy been anything like the last one?”
“Not even a little bit.”
“See. The doctors say everything looks good and you’re not having any of the same issues so it sounds like there’s nothing to worry about.”
“I know you’re right, but I think a part of me will always be a little worried.”
“Welcome to parenthood.” I smile, taking her hand in mine. “Pretty sure you’re going to be at least a little worried for the rest of your life.”
“What if I’m not ready for this?”
“Emma, you are the most incredible person I know. You are going to rock this the way you rock absolutely everything you do. This kid is going to have the best mom in the world.”
“And the best aunt.” She grins, her green eyes wet with unshed tears.
“Definitely the best aunt,” I agree.
“Now you and Hudson need to get on it so we can complete our plan of having our children grow up together.”
“Hudson and I are nowhere near ready to have children.” I shake my head.
“I don’t know. You two seem awful gaga over each other.”
“That may be, but being crazy about each other does not equate to being ready for children.”
“I don’t know. I could totally see a little Hudson/Lennon combo running around.”
“Let’s handle one baby at a time, yeah?” I gesture to her stomach.
“Fine. But I still think it would be amazing.”
“Not happening.” I need to nip this conversation in the butt. I had enough baby talk out of Hudson’s family over Christmas. I don’t need to hear it out of Emma too.
“You’re no fun.” She pouts out her bottom lip dramatically, jumping when her phone springs to life on the table next to her. “It’s Robert,” she says, sliding her finger across the phone before pressing it to her ear. “Hey babe.” She smiles as she listens to her husband on the other end. “Yeah, Len and I are just sitting her talking.” Another pause. “Yeah, I told her.”
“Congratulations,” I yell, able to hear Robert’s ‘thank you’ through the line.
