Friday, August 12, 2011
Chapter Two: The Dawn is Breaking, A light shining through You're barely waking and I'm tangled up in you.
Lacey thought about going back to bed and curling up next to Owen, but laying down didn't seem to appeal to her that moment, so she sat down in the hallway, reading one of her romance novels that Owen teased her about. She was still feeling a bit off, and to tell the truth, she was slightly worried. She didn't think she was sick, and the produce she'd bought from the grocer's was high quality, so it wasn't that...that left an option she wasn't really ready to consider. It was one thing to love kids and want kids. It was another thing to be pregnant with how broke they are.
She finished the book as Owen was waking up. She headed downstairs to work on breakfast. She might not be hungry, but Owen could eat like a small army sometimes, so she was pretty sure he would be. She chuckled as she walked over to the oven just as Owen thudded down the stairs and plopped down at the table and promptly put his head down, mumbling about mornings.
"Cute Darling, but that won't win you any awards at work."
"Awards can wait, need coffee."
"You'll have to wait til work," She said, setting down a plate of pancakes in front of him, "pancakes will have to do, Coffee Boy." She grinned when he groaned.
"Aren't you gonna eat?" He asked
"Stomach's still queasy, I'll eat later." She told him.
Owen just gave his wife a look. She wasn't telling him something. He knew her too well to think it was just a queasy stomach. "Are you sure you're all right?" He asked her again, but she just shook her head. He sighed as he got up. "All right, all right." She would tell him when she was ready and not a minute sooner. He sat down at the computer, getting in some computer time before the carpool arrived.
Course it arrived sooner than he expected and after a quick change into jeans and an unflattering red shirt. He rolled his eyes as he ran out the door as Lacey started making jokes about about Star Trek and expendables.
Lacey's day started a few hours later. She only had two kids right now, but considering her other worries, she was just fine with the two boys. Both of them were really well behaved too.
Dimitri loved to be tickled, often begging to be picked up just for a tickle session.
Hunter loved to be an airplane. "Fy!!! Fy!!!" He shouted happily. Lacey laughing as she did. The children didn't even notice that occasionally throughout the day she would have to run to the bathroom to throw up. Oh, she was not liking this.
After throwing up the third time, she decided to forgo picking up the kids for a bit, to allow her stomach to settle. Instead she sat down with Dimitri and worked with him on his talking, which was one of the many things on the list of things his parents had asked for her help with, in fact bot Hunter and Dimitri's parents asked for help with that.
Even Owen got into the action once he was home from work. While Lacey taught Hunter to talk, Owen helped out by grabbing the other small boy and started teaching him how to walk. He grinned as Dimitri took his first few hesitant step, laughing slightly as the boy plopped down on his rear half way. "It's ok," he said, picking up the boy and helping him stand again. "Try again."
Hunter's parents called to say they were running behind, and as soon as Dimitri was picked up, Lacey ran to the bathroom, leaving Owen to feed Hunter. He frowned as he straightened. He swore he heard Lacey crying. He walked over to the bathroom and paused. She was crying. "Babe?" He asked softly, pushing on the door, relieved to find that it was open. He found her sitting on the toilet. "Babe, what's wrong?"
She didn't say anything, just handed him a pregnancy test. He didn't even have to look to know why she was upset. They were broke and she was pregnant, and she was afraid he'd be mad. He knelt in front of her. "We'll get through this," he said softly, before reaching up and hugging her. They stayed that way until her crying slowed, then stopped, and he heard her yawn. "Go on to bed honey, you're knackered."
"But...Hunter." She said as she yawned again.
"I'm perfectly capable of watching him while you sleep. You were up quite a bit last night sick." He shooed her upstairs, making sure she actually went to bed.
After changing out of his work clothes while Lacey fell asleep, Owen went back downstairs, sitting down on the sofa to read while Hunter played quietly. He told Lacey they'd make it, but he was secretly worried. They barely had money to keep themselves fed, let alone buy a crib. He took a deep breath. He needed to calm down. The crib could wait, it's not like she was giving birth tomorrow. He'd just have to work harder and longer to earn enough money so they could get a crib. The doorbell rang, and he got up quickly to answer it, sure it was Hunter's mother.
"I'm so sorry," she said as she came in and picked up Hunter. "I got held up during court case. Thank you so much for watching him." She handed him a check. "Here, it's a little extra to make up for the time."
After she left, Owen looked at the check. It was just enough to get a beat up crib from the second hand shop. He smiled to himself. They might just make it after all.
Ok, First child on the way. Yes, that little shower scene ended up causing a bit of drama it seems, and they really are that broke. I spent their money on getting a house that looked good in a slightly better neighborhood than the starter houses and a computer.
I think this is the first time Daycare hasn't borked out on me, and it's easier to run since Owen works in a Rabbithole.