I woke up, giggling. I glanced over at Scott, whom was shirtless and in his boxers asleep. I sat up, and tip toed and ate some cereal, looking out The window. The time read 6:45 A.M. I fell asleep on the couch, with cereal on the floor. When I woke up, I realized there was a note on the cabnet. Dear mom, Tiffy was sick, came home and saw you and dad were busy. Sleeping at Amy's house Love, Rachel Oh good lord. Busy?! What the hell?! Gah. ** I swallowed another cup of coffee meanwhile my husband was busy stumbling out of our room. "Good morning sweetheart." I said, smiling warmly. "Good morning beautiful." I clutched the note in my hands as my stomach hurt. "Is that paper?...." "Yes Scott." "Another note?" "Yup." "Can I look?" he asked. "No can do, something I have to deal with Rachel later." "Please?" he begged. "Fine.." I put the wrinkled note in his hands and he read it slowly. He twitched and blinked. "Oh for the love of god...." he said, tossing the note in the wastebasket. "Told you. Now I have to explain everything...." He ruffled with my hair, which was already a mess. Hm....Five more months to go....... ------------------------------------ THREE WEEKS BEFORE BIRTH OF BABY ----------- I was in such a foul mood. My brother was pissing me off, and turning my daughter goth, and I'm always shouting nowadays! It's such a pain in the ass! I can't take it! "Therentos! Get the hell out of my house!" I barked, it's only 9:54. "Jean-" "No! OUT!" I screamed, slamming my fist on the table. "Jean Summers!" Scott growled from our doorway. "Scott! Really?!" He put his hands up in surrender,"What did I do now?!" "Nothing! My brother is pissing me the fuck off!" I hissed, rubbing the right side of my head. He came over to me and kissed my head, and I groaned. "I'm going to see Linda today." "Ah...." "It's almost November...." I said, pulling on his arm. "What do you think it's gender is?...." he asked, whispering in my ear. "I don't know. But I think she can look at it and see if she can tell." I kissed his forehead and left off for the doctor's office. My face looked like I wanted to vomit, but I was just in pain. My stomach feels like its going to explode, I've been really mean, and I've vomited three times. "Jean?" Linda asked, popping out of the door. "Ah Linda...." I said, walking to the small, dimly lit room. "How are you?" "Horrible." "Scott?" "Dealing with me puking and being a bitch." I said, shrugging. "Rachel?" Rachel. She was a hella excited to have another sibling. "Super excited about it." "Aight, so what are we doing today dear?" "We are checking the gender of the darling, and the date I should go in to the hospital." I said, smiling. "Well, we'll do the date right after gender, eh?" She began to take the ultrasound and she said happily,"Its a.......... Boy!" ______