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Her breasts have been more sensitive, and I swear they’ve gotten a tiny bit bigger. I only know that because I know her body better than I know my own. She’s…glowing.
I blink at her a few times because what I’m thinking is so amazing that it’s hard for me to even fathom.
The smile she sends my way is radiant, just like the rest of her. She teases me, “Have you figured it out yet?” Before I can say anything, she grabs my hand and pulls me out of the bathroom. “I was going to give this to you last night and keep up the tradition, but then we got,” she gives me a cheeky smile, “distracted.”
The next thing I know I’m in front of our tree and she places a small box in my hands, one which is very similar to the box she gave me last year. The memory makes me glance at the ornament she gave me last year. It will always hang on our tree in a place I can see it. It means that much to me, to both of us. It’s our first Christmas tradition.
When I open the box and look down, I find another ornament. This time it’s a pair of baby booties, one pink and one blue. There’s a little banner above the booties that says, “Next year will be baby’s first Christmas.”
I stare at it and try and swallow past a lump in my throat. I don’t say anything, but I drop down to my knees and press my forehead against her belly with my arms wrapped around the woman I love with my entire soul.
“Evan,” she coos softly, “you’re going to be a dad.”
I rest my chin on her abdomen and look up at her, not even trying to hide the tears welling up in my eyes.
“Marry me,” I whisper, making it, much like when I asked her to move in, more of a demand than the question I intended it to be.
She sasses me, “Do you have a ring?”
I reach under the tree and rip the red paper off the small box in my hand and flip it open so she can see. I was always going to ask her today. I was always going to make her my wife.
“I’ll marry you,” her voice wavers as her eyes fill up with tears and she kneels in front of me and wraps her arms around my shoulders. I’ll slip my ring on her finger, but first I hold her. It’s hard to believe my entire life is wrapped up in my arms right now. The woman I love and the baby we’ve created. Her voice is soft, “Are you happy? About the baby, I mean.”
“I can’t even tell you how happy I am, Snowflake.”
I kiss her forehead and hold her close until she giggles. “Mom and Dad are going to be thrilled. We have even more to celebrate this year.”
I chuckle and when I let go, I don’t let her go far. I slip my ring into place before I put a hand on her belly, soaking up this memory to hold close to my heart as the light of the tree creates a soft glow around us. This is what Christmas is all about and I can’t wait to celebrate many more.
