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with all that we are.”
“What if I lose it?” She sniffles.
“Then we will mourn our loss and figure out the best way to move on. We’ll spend time getting to know each other and planning our wedding. We’ll talk about when the right time will be for us to start a family.”
“You want kids with me?”
“Beauty, I want to fill this house up with kids who look just like you. I want to hear giggles and cries and laughter when I get home from work. I want to clean up spilled milk and change dirty diapers. Beauty, I want all those things with you and only you.”
“I have a boy’s name picked out, already.”
“Mmm, should I be worried?”
“Nope, you’ll love it.”
“Well, since we are being honest, I have a girl’s name picked out, too,” I say, stroking her hair. “What’s your name, then I’ll tell you mine.”
“Don’t laugh.”
“Ok.”
“It’s Alexson Bruce Myles.”
I smile because I don’t want to laugh. Alexson Bruce Myles. I get the Bruce name, but how did you come up with Alexson?”
“It’s Mason Alexander combined, Alexson.”
“That’s your boy’s name, huh?”
“Yup, your turn.”
“Well, don’t you laugh.”
“Ok.”
“My girl’s name is Ana Maria.”
She smiles to try to hide her laugh. “After the island? I like it,” she giggles.
“No laughing.”
“Mason, you can’t name our daughter after Anna Maria Island.”
“No, I can’t. But, I can name our daughter after your mother, Ana, and after your Aunt Maria. Ana Maria Hope Myles.”
Angel gets tears in her eyes and they fall down her cheek. Her lip begins to quiver. I wipe her tears away with my thumbs and lean in to kiss her quivering lips.
“Do you have any idea how much I love you?” I ask, kissing her again.
She kisses me back and nods. I can feel the warmth from her tears on my cheek. I pull away from her and look at her.
“I love you more than you’ll ever know, and I thank God for bringing you into my life,” she says, backing up and lifting the cover to me.
I get into the bed, pull her into my arms, and kiss her head. “Sweet dreams, Beauty,” is all I say because I can’t say anything else. I am definitely turning into a girl.
Angel
I wake up to cramping. I try not to worry; I know I can’t change fate. Whatever God’s plan is, no matter how I feel, I can’t change God’s plan. I have to believe things will be the way they were meant to be. I look at Mason; he is sound asleep. Funny that I can picture us together with a family. I didn’t even know I wanted a family until I didn’t have a choice. Mason wants to name our daughter after two women in my family. That speaks volumes about him. I have never loved anyone as much as I love him. He is so unbelievably amazing.
I cramp again and moan. Mason wakes up and looks startled.
“You’re in pain.” It’s not a question but a direct statement.
“It’s getting worse.”
“Are you bleeding?”
“I don’t think so. I haven’t been to the restroom yet.”
Mason sits up and looks at the clock. He hands me two more Tylenol and some more water. I drink the water and swallow the pills down.
“I have to pee.”
I stand up and Mason is already out of bed. He walks me to the restroom and waits for me outside the door. I notice light pink blood on the toilet paper. I run water and get a panty liner from under the sink. I wash my hands and face then open the bathroom door.
“No blood,” I lie.
There isn’t anything he can do, so I’m not going to worry him. He takes my hand and walks me back into the bedroom and lifts the covers for me to climb under. I was thinking about staying up, but obviously Mason wants me to stay in bed. So, I do what he wants. I don’t even question him.
“I need to call Mom and let her know we won’t be going to church today.”
“You should go. I’ll be fine here.”
The phone rings and Mason
“What if I lose it?” She sniffles.
“Then we will mourn our loss and figure out the best way to move on. We’ll spend time getting to know each other and planning our wedding. We’ll talk about when the right time will be for us to start a family.”
“You want kids with me?”
“Beauty, I want to fill this house up with kids who look just like you. I want to hear giggles and cries and laughter when I get home from work. I want to clean up spilled milk and change dirty diapers. Beauty, I want all those things with you and only you.”
“I have a boy’s name picked out, already.”
“Mmm, should I be worried?”
“Nope, you’ll love it.”
“Well, since we are being honest, I have a girl’s name picked out, too,” I say, stroking her hair. “What’s your name, then I’ll tell you mine.”
“Don’t laugh.”
“Ok.”
“It’s Alexson Bruce Myles.”
I smile because I don’t want to laugh. Alexson Bruce Myles. I get the Bruce name, but how did you come up with Alexson?”
“It’s Mason Alexander combined, Alexson.”
“That’s your boy’s name, huh?”
“Yup, your turn.”
“Well, don’t you laugh.”
“Ok.”
“My girl’s name is Ana Maria.”
She smiles to try to hide her laugh. “After the island? I like it,” she giggles.
“No laughing.”
“Mason, you can’t name our daughter after Anna Maria Island.”
“No, I can’t. But, I can name our daughter after your mother, Ana, and after your Aunt Maria. Ana Maria Hope Myles.”
Angel gets tears in her eyes and they fall down her cheek. Her lip begins to quiver. I wipe her tears away with my thumbs and lean in to kiss her quivering lips.
“Do you have any idea how much I love you?” I ask, kissing her again.
She kisses me back and nods. I can feel the warmth from her tears on my cheek. I pull away from her and look at her.
“I love you more than you’ll ever know, and I thank God for bringing you into my life,” she says, backing up and lifting the cover to me.
I get into the bed, pull her into my arms, and kiss her head. “Sweet dreams, Beauty,” is all I say because I can’t say anything else. I am definitely turning into a girl.
Angel
I wake up to cramping. I try not to worry; I know I can’t change fate. Whatever God’s plan is, no matter how I feel, I can’t change God’s plan. I have to believe things will be the way they were meant to be. I look at Mason; he is sound asleep. Funny that I can picture us together with a family. I didn’t even know I wanted a family until I didn’t have a choice. Mason wants to name our daughter after two women in my family. That speaks volumes about him. I have never loved anyone as much as I love him. He is so unbelievably amazing.
I cramp again and moan. Mason wakes up and looks startled.
“You’re in pain.” It’s not a question but a direct statement.
“It’s getting worse.”
“Are you bleeding?”
“I don’t think so. I haven’t been to the restroom yet.”
Mason sits up and looks at the clock. He hands me two more Tylenol and some more water. I drink the water and swallow the pills down.
“I have to pee.”
I stand up and Mason is already out of bed. He walks me to the restroom and waits for me outside the door. I notice light pink blood on the toilet paper. I run water and get a panty liner from under the sink. I wash my hands and face then open the bathroom door.
“No blood,” I lie.
There isn’t anything he can do, so I’m not going to worry him. He takes my hand and walks me back into the bedroom and lifts the covers for me to climb under. I was thinking about staying up, but obviously Mason wants me to stay in bed. So, I do what he wants. I don’t even question him.
“I need to call Mom and let her know we won’t be going to church today.”
“You should go. I’ll be fine here.”
The phone rings and Mason
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