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Bella is 10 weeks pregnant in this chapter, I've posted a picture on my blog (link will be at bottom A/N) that gives you an idea about how big the baby is. Creepy picture, but oh well. Mature content ahead. If you don't like sugary but sour lemons...then that makes me sad : ( But watch out for it. Also, I give my many apologies for taking so long to update, I'm hoping that since my life has settled a little that I'll be frequently writing which means more updates!

My eyes flew open and I leaned over the bed not a moment too soon. Edward was beside me instantly, gently pulling my hair into one of his hands as the other ran soothing lines across my back.

There hadn't been a difference in the way I'd been feeling felt for several weeks. But exactly thirteen days since the first day in January, I noticed the sudden change. It wasn't just morning sickness. It was all-day sickness, and it was awful.

I had begun to believe that I wouldn't get sick at all, but of course, within the hour of that thought was when it began. It was close to the end of February, which meant I was almost three months pregnant. I asked Carlisle how long this would last and he said some women "never even get sick. Some stay sick throughout the entire pregnancy and some just for half the time." Basically, he didn't know.

If I wasn't throwing up, as if that wasn't enough, I was either crying, sleeping, or being forced to eat something by Edward. I had known women got exceptionally more emotional during pregnancy, but I didn't know that it was quite this way. I would get so frustrated, and then afterward, I would get frustrated with myself for being frustrated to begin with, and then I would cry because I was so exhausted, and then I would get mad that I was crying, after which I would laugh because I knew I was being dramatic, and that landed me right back to being frustrated that I was being so hormonal. Carlisle would grin, Edward would look lost, and Emmett often teased me, and all of those led me, again, to being frustrated or crying. Then I would be exhausted and go to sleep.

That was why I stayed in the bedroom most of the time. Edward didn't complain, but I knew he didn't like me spending almost every minute in here. Which was where I was at right now, throwing up into the garbage can directly beside my pillow.

"Do you need anything?" Edward asked softly into my ear. His voice made me relax slightly, allowing my stomach to calm.

"Washcloth?" My voice was rough, thick with sleep from the nap I had been taking, and with the exhaustion of waking too soon.

He was back before I even felt the bed move from him standing, and had the cloth pressed against the back of my neck. I relaxed my head on the side of the bed for a moment, lifting too quickly would no doubt make me dizzy. Slowly, I rose up and he handed me the warm cloth in his hand. I wiped my face and mouth after I was sure I wouldn't get sick again and then stood to my feet. My legs were weak and slightly shaky. Edward must have noticed because he was gripping my arm the next moment. He wrapped his arm around my waist, careful not to put too much pressure on my stomach.

Edward helped me to the bathroom where I brushed my teeth. Deciding it was too late to go back to sleep, we started down the stairs. Slowly. I hadn't felt this fragile in many, many years.

I got to the couch and Edward lowered me gently. "Would you like to watch a movie?"

"Anchor Man." Jasper let out a laugh from the kitchen. The memories it brought back made me smile.

"Mind if we join you?" he asked as Emmett walked to the living room with him.

"Of course not." I scooted to the edge of the couch to make room while Edward popped in the disk and sat beside me, his hand resting on my stomach softly.

I hadn't even realized that I had fallen asleep until Edward was placing me under the sheets of our temporary bed.

"Shhh, just go back to sleep," Edward whispered softly. I tightened my hand on his arm as he pulled away. "I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere," he turned to his side and pulled me to him. "Moments like this make me wish I could sleep again," his voice was barely audible, and I wouldn't have heard him if his lips weren't beside my ear.

An idea formed in my head and I asked him to lie back. Edward and I switched positions, me on my side with him in the curve of my body. "Close your eyes," I whispered, pressing my lips behind his ear. Taking a deep breath, I softly hummed the beginning notes to the song. I continued through the first two versus but sang the chorus quietly. "I will sing you morning lullabies; you are beautiful and peaceful this way. I know you have to close your eyes on everyone, let me help you, I'll sing you to sleep with morning lullabies,"

I traced the line of his jaw, running my fingers across his eyebrows and down his nose to his lips. They parted, his breath coming out slowly. I continued with my song, "Let me lie in the curve of your body tonight and I will hear you tumble into sleep," my fingers traveled down his neck slowly, running across his collarbone as I continued singing until the last words were spoken in the barest of whisper.

If I hadn't known better, I would have thought Edward was sleeping as I watched him. I moved my hands to his hair letting the silk slide through my fingers. A sort of purring sound came from him as he nuzzled into my hands, his arms wrapping around my waist.

"This is the most peaceful I've felt since I was able to hold you while I slept," he said quietly, neither of us wanting to break this moment. "Thank you, that was beautiful," his head pressed into my chest, his breath fanning across my skin. "I love you, Isabella."

The corners of my lips turned up. "I love you, too." I kept up my motions for a few minutes until he pulled my hands away.

"Your turn. Lie back," I did as asked, my body instantly relaxing further when I felt Edward's fingertips scratch my scalp softly. "How do you feel?"

"A lot better,"

"Good. Although I hate seeing you sick, I can't deny what it does to me to see how much your stomach grows each day. Even when you're sick, you glow. You're so radiant, and beyond beautiful, Bella."

~*~

"I have the perfect idea!" Startled, I sat up quickly, too quickly, and immediately leaned over the side of the bed, ridding myself of the midnight snack Edward had brought me. I heard him growl low in his chest. As if she didn't notice either of us, she continued. "Let's go to a baby birthing class! They teach you about child birth, how to prepare properly, what to expect, and they even give you a mechanical baby."

"Not now, Alice," Edward told her. He moved until he was beside me, pulling my hair into one hand, the other rubbing my back. The usual.

"Please? It will be so much fun! All of us can get one of the dolls to practice with."

"We can talk about it later." From the sound of his voice though, we wouldn't be talking about it at all.

"Fine," Alice pouted and walked out the door.

Without having to ask this time, Edward got a warm cloth and placed it against my neck. All of this was beginning to feel like a daily ritual.

The knock on the door brought me out of my musings. "Come in," Edward called, not taking his eyes from me.

Carlisle walked in, machine rolling behind him and a smile on his face. "How are you feeling, Bella?" I turned to look at him, my eyes watering, my cheeks warm and flushed, my mouth hanging open with the desire to vomit again. He just grinned. I felt my blood boil at that. Just as I was about to snap at him, Edward clasped my hand and rubbed his thumb in circles over my palm, instantly calming me. "Well, this won't take long, and then I'll let you get back to your rest."

He pulled up a seat beside me, moving the garbage can on the other side of me. I lifted my shirt and Edward gave a dazzling smile. If I were to walk by someone on the street, they would just think I had gained a few extra pounds. But to everyone here, they knew what caused the slight pooch in my stomach. And Edward was more than thrilled. He clasped my hand and watched my face as the goo was spread on my stomach. I felt the sensor push against my skin and heard Carlisle typing in a few things on the keyboard while clicking the button to take pictures.

"Almost into your second trimester Bella. Just two more weeks. I suspect the nausea and vomiting, as well as the fatigue, will slow or stop altogether." He didn't take his eyes from the screen as he spoke. "I'm sure you've already experienced some slight tenderness in your breasts, that's normal. More tenderness will also be normal the further along you are. And you will have to frequently use the bathroom. More so than you already have been doing. That's normal as well. Eventually, as the baby grows and because there isn't much room, it tends to put pressure on the bladder, as well as other organs. That can be easily fixed if the sensation is uncomfortable. All you have to do is, when the baby gets bigger, gently push on your stomach either up or down, forcing the baby to relocate limbs or lie in another direction. Completely harmless," he paused for a moment, clicked the button for another picture and turned the screen to face Edward and me. I stared at the screen a moment, processing what I was seeing. The little, almost tadpole like, baby with tiny arms and legs was wriggling about and the screen was pulsing with each beat of the mini heart inside its too small body. "Everything looks perfect," Carlisle smiled at Edward and me but I was still looking at the screen. "In about eight to ten more weeks I should be able to tell you the gender, if you would like me to, of course." He looked to us both, apparently Edward nodded because Carlisle stood and handed him a towel as he turned off the machine and cleaned the sensor. "One more thing, the baby will be growing more quickly with each week that passes, which means you will start showing a lot more from here on out until the birth." After unplugging the machine, he smiled and walked out the door.

My eyes were still stuck on the spot where the machine had been, the tears that had burned my eyes spilled over and onto my cheeks. "Bella, love? Are you feeling nauseous?" I shook my head. Edward leaned over and his eyes widened. "Are you alright? Bella, what's wrong? Do I need to get Carlisle?"

Before he could continue asking question, I forced my lips to his. I turned to face him and locked my fingers in his hair, his hands automatically grasping my waist.

"I love you, Edward," I kissed him again, my lips crushing against his. "I love you so much," I felt the dampness from my cheeks transfer to his own.

"Slow down, love," Edward whispered as I climbed into his lap, still facing him. My legs wrapped around his torso as his legs moved out straight in front of him. I mumbled a 'no' and Edward's lips lifted slightly, not breaking the kiss. "We have plenty of time. There is no reason to rush," He bent his head and licked a line from my collarbone to my ear where he whispered, "I need to be gentle with you, but if you continue like this it will be very difficult for me." Hearing him say that made me want to rush more, but I took his words seriously and leaned back, resting my hands against his thighs. He looked down to my stomach that was arched towards him and ran his fingers in wide circles from my bellybutton until he reached just under my breasts and just above the lining of my shorts. "I keep thinking I'll wake up. That, even though I can't sleep, this is all a dream and not even you will be real…it scares me Bella." I looked at his face a moment, seeing his eyes search mine. I leaned up and pulled him to me, clinging to him as if he were the only thing holding me here, keeping me with him. I wasn't sure what to say, words didn't seem strong enough. Edward held me as tightly as he could without fear of hurting me. "I love this baby, Bella, never doubt that. But you, you are my reason to exist. Without you, this baby wouldn't be here now. Without you, this wouldn't be possible. And with you, I could give up anything, anything, as long as I knew you would still love me and I could still have you. I've already gone through so much, but the time I thought I had lost you…Bella that was more than I could bear. I was existing without living. I was alive, but felt nothing but pain. I was shattered. The only light I had was the hope that I would finally find you. I did. And this baby is more than I could have imagined asking for. You were it for me. I finally had you back, and I didn't dare ask for more because I couldn't chance losing you. But now I have you and our baby. It seems too perfect to be real," he kissed me softly, his lips forming around mine. "Please let this be real," he murmured as his lips moved behind my ear as his hands fisted the bottom of my shirt. I lifted my arms as he pulled the fabric away, letting it drop to the floor, exposing my bare chest.

His arms moved, one around my neck, his fingers sliding into my hair, as his other arm wound around my waist. Edward leaned forward, placing me on the bed gently, both of his legs on the opposite side of me. He pulled himself away, tugging his legs from the sheets until they were underneath him, supporting his weight. He placed a kiss on my chest, dragging his lips to my stomach until he reached my shorts. He sat back up and locked eyes with me. Edward's fingers slid beneath the elastic and tugged them down, pulling my underwear with the shorts. I heard the "woosh" as they hit the floor.

Edward moved his way up my body slowly, his hands dragging, his lips placing kisses as soft as velvet along my skin. I felt worshiped, adored. That feeling intensified as he looked up at me until he was level with me. The strength of his gaze made me close my eyes for a moment to take it all in. When I looked at him again, he was leaning on his side, that one hand still laced into my hair, the other running across my neck and collarbone, his eyes concentrating on me.

I turned to face him, pushing him to his back. I repeated his actions, lifting his shirt and tossing it to the floor, tugging his jeans and underwear from his body, and moving my way up, kissing gently, until we were level once more.

"I am so in love with you, Edward." I scoffed lightly at how minor the words were, how they didn't express the true depth of what I felt for him. But they were all I had at the moment. Edward's lips lifted, his smile showing me he understood my inner musings as well.

"And I am so in love with you. More than I could possibly explain to you."

Edward rolled until he was above me again, his eyes never leaving mine. I have always wanted to give myself to Edward in every way I could, but right now, it felt as if it held a different meaning, as if it were more powerful and significant than ever before. As if I were trying to give every single fragment of love, passion, adoration, feeling, and soul that I possessed.

I could see in the way he looked at me that he felt that too. He kissed me desperately, softly, forcefully, yet gently. He was trying to show me without the words we couldn't find just how much he loved me. And I was trying to do the same. I felt him shift and I gasped as he pressed into me, not yet entering me but letting me feel him. Sudden emotion filled me as he pushed slowly inside. He stopped for a moment, letting me adjust, and then pushed again until he was fully sheathed. Edward's eyes fluttered and he dropped his forehead to mine, his gaze not leaving my own. "Are you all right?" he asked, his voice deep and thick. His body was still as he waited for me to respond, but I could tell it took a lot of control. I gave a breathy "yes" and he pulled back slightly only to push further in. "God, Bella," Edward gasped.

He wasn't rushing, but his movements were desperate, begging me to understand how much I meant to him as I begged him for the same.

"Please," I groaned, not sure what I was asking for. I clung to him, moving with him, and aching to be closer. I moaned when he hit a particular spot that made me push against him reflexively. "Edward," my voice was a quiet whisper, a pleading cry.

Edward propped himself on his hands, removing them from my waist, and locked his elbows as he placed them back on either side of my head. He tilted his hips up and thrust forward again, causing me to cry out and him to tense.

"Bella, I…" he mumbled, his eyes closed tight as he moved. I brought my hips up forcefully and his eyes flew open as his breath hitched. He rested himself on his elbow, his hand clasped around my neck as the other dropped to my waist once more. "You're so beautiful, Bella. So absolutely breathtaking," The hand gripping my waist pulled me against him as he thrust and my body shattered. I felt myself tense around him as I shook, not a few moments later Edward gasped my name and his body stilled after one last thrust and a rush of heat ran through me as he filled me. He pulled me against his chest and rolled until I was above him, my head on his chest, our bodies still joined. I felt Edward's fingers run down my spine and up again, moving softly as my body cooled slowly and my breathing returned to normal. "You're perfect." Edward whispered into my hair as he pressed a lingering kiss to my forehead. I was slowly being coaxed into sleep while Edward rubbed me gently. I would have drifted off if Edward hadn't whispered, "I didn't hurt you, did I? I couldn't live with myself if I ever did Bella. I've hurt you enough."

I lifted my head and gazed into his eyes so he could see the honesty in my own. "I'm incredible."

"Are you sure?" he asked, almost as if he were afraid I was lying.

"Completely sure. I can't describe to you how that felt. You were more than amazing Edward. Indescribable. And it was the closest I've ever felt to you, I would never trade that moment for anything."

The smile that lit his face was breathtaking and I couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"I love you, Bella."

"You have no idea." I murmured as his lips met mine softly.

~*~

"Please, Bella? Please!" Alice pouted slightly, her bottom lip trembling. I closed my eyes and sighed loudly, not believing I was agreeing.

"Fine," I grumbled. Jasper laughed and I knew immediately he had helped influence my decision. I glared at him, but he just shrugged.

"I already signed us all up for class and guess what? We start tomorrow at seven a.m."

I looked over at the clock and realized I only had ten hours until that time arrived. I let out another sigh and stood carefully. Edward was beside me instantly, arm around my waist and a frown tugging at his lips.

"Are you sure?" he whispered, his voice barely registering in my ear. "I don't want you to do something you won't enjoy." I gave a shrug.

"May not be too bad. Besides, it might be good for us all." I could just imagine how Emmett would handle a child. "Yeah, definitely not a bad idea."

~*~

I was not in the least bit surprised when Alice burst into the room to wake me. Of course with her frightening me I jolted straight up, which in turn resulted in me leaning over the bed towards the garbage can as Edward growled.

"Good, you're up. Hurry and get dressed, we leave in forty-five minutes." She turned and walked out of the room as if I weren't gagging repeatedly and as if Edward wasn't in the room at all.

As our morning ritual continued, with Edward rubbing my back then retrieving the warm cloth for me, I found myself dressed and standing in the entryway with Emmett, Rose, Jasper, Alice, and Edward.

Edward and I drove separately so that if I needed to throw up again, he could pull over without hearing the entire car complain.

I was proud when I didn't have to ask him to stop for me, but I was feeling rather queasy as we pulled up and he helped me out of the car.

"Do we need to go back?" he asked rather hopefully.

"I'm fine." I grumbled and headed towards the door. We all walked in, glancing around the building and following some signs to registration.

"Good mor…" I looked up to see a woman standing behind a counter, staring with her mouth agape. "Forgive me," she cleared her throat and continued. "You must be the Cullen's." After an affirmative, she directed us, "Right this way please."

She moved from her seat and walked to the door that led out to the hall we occupied. She ushered us to a private room and had us situate ourselves on the floor as she assured us the 'teacher' would be with us momentarily.

There were three mats on the floor with three pillows on top. Alice, Rose and I sat on them as Jasper, Emmett and Edward sat before us.

"Hello. My name is Shasta and I'll be the midwife organizing this class for you." I had to give her credit for not pausing or gaping like the other woman had. Professional. "I understand that you all wanted a private class, as some do, and it will allow me more time with each of you. Now, today we will start with basic, proper, breathing," Shasta stood in the front of the room. "Men, your job will be to calm and relax the woman, soothe her and breathe with her," she walked towards us in slow, calculated steps. "Breathe in," everyone, including Shasta, took a deep breath. "And breathe out," we repeated this a few times, Emmett rolling his eyes while Rose glared at him. "Now I'd like to hear each of your names and please whisper, we're trying to keep a relaxing mood." She pointed at Rose and she stated "Rosalie." as asked. After each of us gave our names she came and sat beside me. "You are the mother to be, correct?" I nodded. "What we are going to do, and the others will join, is ask any questions, name any fears, absolutely anything that has to do with the baby and its birth. Go on."

I thought for a moment, letting the questions and fears run through my mind. "I'm scared of everything, of not being good enough, of the pain, all the complications that could happen, not knowing what to do or how to do it. I'm afraid that I'll do everything wrong, I'm afraid our baby won't love me. I'm scared of needles and I'm terrified of having one shoved into my spine," I heard a few laughs but I noticed Edward's eyes were especially soft and gleaming as if he wanted to tear up. "Most of all, I'm just…scared."

The midwife glanced between Edward and I. "You're the father?" Edward nodded. "What do you think of what she said?"

"I think she's crazy," Emmett snorted but Edward ignored it and continued as if he weren't interrupted. "Bella, you will be amazing. Our child will adore you and of course you're good enough, you're more than that. You're beautiful and so much more than I could ever ask for so I know that the baby will fall in love with you as much as I have. I know we will mess up sometimes and that we won't always get everything right, but I'll be right beside you the whole way, making sure that you and the baby know exactly how much I love you every single day and that no matter what happens that won't change. And as for the needle in your spine," he smiled, "We can come up with something else." I didn't notice I was crying until Edward was wiping the tears from my checks. "I love you, Bella." He pressed his lips to mine briefly and sat back again, his thumbs still stroking beneath my eyes.

"And that is how I know you will make it," the midwife said softly, a smile touching her lips. "If every woman that came in here for my class had a father to their child like you have..." She shook her head sadly. "Well…I guess I would be having a lot more classes." She smiled, but I could see a hint of sadness to her eyes as she looked away from Edward and me. "At the end of this week, you will receive the doll. Until then, we will be going over how your body will change from now until birth, the birthing process and correct breathing techniques to ease pain, changing diapers, feeding, burping, bathing and so on. Now, do any of you have any questions?" She glanced from Alice and, Jasper to, Rose, and Emmett. Emmett's hand rose. "Yes?"

"Her hormones are crazy right now. Does that last throughout the entire pregnancy?" Rose glared at him, but Shasta smiled.

"Yes, it lasts the entire time for the average woman. Sometimes, after the birth, it can be worse and symptoms of Post Pregnancy Depression can occur. Also, stress from lack of sleep and proper rest can increase symptoms, but it is easily medicated." She looked to the rest of us and nodded when Alice's hand flew up.

"When can the baby hear through the womb?"

"It's different for all women and depends on how rapidly the baby develops, but usually around eighteen weeks is when the baby starts to hear the sounds that filter in."

After a few more questions, we said our goodbyes and drove home. I was immediately starting for the bed when Edward pulled me into the kitchen claiming that I needed something first. I ate a sandwich and was more than grumpy by the time he was resting beside me with the sheets pulled up and his arm around me.

"I'm sorry," I whispered into the silent room. I felt Edward shift and I looked over my shoulder to see him propped up on his elbow and looking down at me.

"What for?"

I sighed and rolled over. "I'm always so emotional. I don't mean to be, but everything bothers me in some way or it makes me gag. It's so frustrating and I just hate being so upset all the time." My voice cracked and Edward pulled me into his chest as I started to cry.

"Shh, it's all right. Bella."

"No, it's not," I whined. "You're just saying that to make me feel better." Edward chuckled and pulled me onto his chest.

"Bella, I promise, it is perfectly fine. If you need to get mad, get mad, if you need to cry then cry. I understand this happens and it is not going to make me love you less."

"Promise?" I murmured against his chest. He pulled me up until I was level with him.

"Is that what this is about? You think I love you less because you're emotional?"

"No…"

"It is, isn't it?" He looked in my eyes for confirmationconformation. "Bella, that is ridiculous. I love you so much that it hurts. I could never not love you or not want you. I've wanted you since the moment I met you and I've loved you every moment after that. If anything, I love you all the more for being emotional because it is just more evidence of what our love has created," his hand rested on my stomach. "It is all more proof. And I'll gladly accept any and all emotional moments that come with it, and anything else, too."

I cried until I exhausted myself so much I fell asleep. I cried not for fear of losing Edward, but for all the love he had for me and what I was now carrying as proof of that. Our baby.

A/N

Yes, there were cheesy moments in there. Sorry. I'm just a hopeless romantic at heart and I can't help it sometimes. I want you all to know how amazing my beta M is! I am so thankful for her, she rocks. Also, I'm not a doctor, midwife, or any other baby delivering type doctor, nor do I claim to be. I do research on this, but please don't take it as medical advice or any of that. I've had nursing classes, but Lord help whoever took my advice on delivering a baby. I'd hope they had A LOT of pain tolerance.

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