magicklovah - Thanks so much! Chapter should be soon-ish, but I have the flu right now so I'm not feeling fantastic or particularly creative. As soon as I'm better, though, I promise it'll get updated. =]

Awsome update. Im so happy that you threw some optomism in they needed some kind of happy to come in there lives.

i love it. SO romantic

sweetsweetie85 - Thanks! I thought they needed some optimism, too.

KyletheArtist - Thanks =D Romance is my thing. xD

Oh my potatoes!! 950 views!! I'm so happy !!! Thanks to everyone who looks at this!!

As the next week passed, Grace’s belly expanded, revealing the little creature living inside.



Mostly, life was normal. Lots of cuddles and kisses, and the occasional late-night stare-at-the-wall thinking session.


Before I knew it, Christmas was upon us.


It’s no secret we weren’t rolling in money, but I really wanted to get something I knew Grace loved. I had a feeling she was scheming something, too.

So on Christmas morning we were slow dancing in the living room when I whispered “I have a surprise for you.”
“Oh, really?” she asked, burying her head in my shoulder.
“Yepp. Wait down here and I’ll tell you when to come up.”
“Mmkay,” she said, this little smile creeping across her face.


I bolted up the stairs, and after a few minutes with more than a few snafus, I yelled, “Come up now!”
As Grace walked up the stairs and saw the present waiting for her, the look on her face was priceless. A right shiny new keyboard piano was waiting for her. She let out a not-so-little squeal of delight and immediately sat down and started playing.


Then she stood up and threw her arms around me, “Ah, Vlad, thank you so much. This is amazing. I LOVE YOU!!! Wait, I have something for you too!”
She pulled out skateboard from under the bed, and it was my turn to freak out.


“Oh wow, babe, this is awesome,” I said, and once again there was arm-throwing-around-ing.

Our other presents were just little things, and then we got a few things for the baby.


A few days after, we had a Christmas party, where we entertained the few friends we’d made. It was nice to hear from people that they thought we’d be good parents. It probably didn’t mean much to them, but to us it meant a whole lot.




Afterward, we were cleaning up in the living room, when we found ourselves under the mistletoe.
I kissed her and whispered, "You think we did good?"
"I think we did good." :lovestruc


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So so so sorry for the delay. My personal life keeps interrupting my simmies.

Great story, Caitlin! 5 stars :D

Thanks, EvilOverlord

New chapter should be up by the end of this week *Crosses fingers*

This is really good Caitlin

i can't wait for the next update

I love your story, can't wait for the next chapter

I missed the update oh noes! This is so cute, i love how they are still happy even though life is horrible! keep it up, Caitlin .

Where did you get the baby stuff?I love it.

Thanks everyone It means a lot!!

mochasista - I'm not sure, but I'll try to find out and get back to you.
EDIT: the swing can be found: HERE, and the bassinet can be found:HERE

AWWWWWWWW thats so sweet they got each other surprises and even though they were small things it meant so much to them.

There was a part two to our Christmas, too. I decided that we needed to get away. Life was… eventful, though not in a good way. We took a little day trip to a campground called Tyler Hills. It was beautiful, the perfect thing to take our mind off things. The best part though, was that there was no snow!


We fished and hiked and spent time relaxing and not worrying about life.
Grace kissed me softly and whispered, “I love you. I know we don’t say it enough anymore. But I love you so much, and I always will.”
“I know, babe, and I love you, too. I just wish I could give us more sometimes, yunno?”
“Yeah,” was her simple response.


We laid their quietly, knowing that in not so long our lives were going to be inevitably changed. In half a year, I’d be a father. I’d have a baby that we were totally responsible for. And while the idea was extremely terrifying, it was also in a way comforting. It was like knowing that no matter what happened between Grace and I, there would always be someone that we could love unconditionally, and who would love us back, and who could be a testament to the love Grace and I shared.