Trisha Elric, was pregnant for the first time. Hohenheim had no idea what to expect, with not paying attention to Dante when she was pregnant, he had no idea what he was in for.

The first month

Trisha was sitting on the couch complaining that she had stomach cramps. Her soft gentle hands were running themselves over her clothe covered stomach. She was wearing a nice white sundress, - as it was summer- and left her long chestnut hair out of her usual ponytail. Her husband was wearing a white button down T-shirt, and some long brown short pants.

He put his hair in his usual ponytail -as it was summer. " Honey, lets go out for something to eat I am very hungry." She asked sweetly. Hohenheim said, " Okay let me just get in some cleaner clothes and we can go." Trisha nodded and laid on the couch.

When Hohenheim got back to leave, Trisha was curled up on the couch sleeping, her chestnut hair everywhere, her dress looking like a young child's night gown.

The second month

Trisha was craving something. Hohenheim freaking knew it. Trisha went into the kitchen and frowned. " What is it sweetie?" She smiled and asked, " Do we have any ice cream?" Hohenheim looked confused. " No we do not have any ice cream. Why do you need any?"

Trisha just frowned more, if possible. " Honey?" Hohenheim asked. " I WANT ICE CREAM AND CARROTS!" Hohenheim jumped 5 ft into the air. Then Trisha went to her room and fell asleep.

Hohenheim couldn't look her in the eye for a week.

The third month

Trisha was throwing up in the morning, as usual. She was sick every day of the week.

Except weekends. Hohenheim, as usual, was making sure he wasn't in the room with all the puking. Hohenheim went into the kitchen to make breakfast and thought about what Trisha would probably want. He thought she wouldn't be hungry after puking her guts up, so he didn't make her anything. Trisha walked out wearing her small night gown and looked at the food Hohenheim was eating.

" Where is my food sweetie?" Trisha asked. Hohenheim just flushed pale and thought, I'm doomed now. Think of something she is staring at you! Hohenheim clapped, That wasn't saying anything! "Clap." Hohenheim said bluntly. Thata boy.

Trisha stared at him weirded out and walked away.

The fourth month

Trisha had just started being able to feel the baby kick. Hohenheim was looking at Trisha holding her tummy tightly, wearing a little T-shirt that didn't cover her stomach at all, and a long purple skirt that went to her feet.

Trisha wasn't wearing any shoes, because she didn't approve of shoes in the house.

She was trying to keep the house as clean as possible for the new baby. Hohenheim brought her a brownie she asked for and she took it gratefully thanking him.

She ate the brownie like a cute little girl and then when they kissed, Trisha threw up in Hohenheim's mouth.

The fifth month

Trisha was getting bigger by day. Her ankles were swollen, she was having mood swings, her gums were bleeding, she complained about all of this. All of the sudden when Hohenheim was eating a chicken sand which wearing his usual suit, Trisha barged in with an angry/sad face.

" What is it darling?" Hohenheim asked sipping a cup of tea. "AM I FAT!" Trisha screamed at the top of her lungs. Hohenheim thought about it for a minute.

She was getting big, but only because of the baby, she wasn't as big as the other women that were on their fifth month though, so what was any other possibility of telling the truth then to say no? He knew that she wasn't as big as she was before the baby but that was only because she was pregnant. "No sweetie you are NOT fat." Hohenheim said honestly.

" YOUR LYING! YOUR PROBABLY SCREWING AROUND WITH WHORS WHILE YOU ARE OUT RESEARCHING OR TRAVELING!" Trisha then left. Minutes later, Trisha walked back in as happy as could be. Hohenheim then began to wonder, did Trisha have an evil pregnant twin sister?

The sixth month

Trisha was laying on the couch listening to the Rezembool radio with Hohenheim.

It was February, so it was chilly. Hohenheim was wearing his usual suit, like he always did, Trisha was wearing a long sleeved white night gown that went past her feet. Hohenheim was cuddling with Trisha, and had wrapped a blanket around her.

She wasn't due for another, 3 months. It was only February 2nd. They had a while to go. Trisha felt warm and just assumed it was the blanket and Hohenheim's body warmth, but she didn't really know.

Hohenheim got up to get them hot cocoa, and blood was stained all over his pants. Trisha jumped up and her entire abdomen was soaked in watery blood. She was freaking out and crying by now.

They hurried to their neighbors, the Rockbells. The Rockbells had a little girl who was only 1, but they were glad to help with Trisha and Hohenheim.

Hohenheim waited outside, while Trisha and her best friend, Sarah delivered the baby. Urey, Sarah's husband and Pinako Rockbell's son, was also helping deliver the baby. When the baby boy came out, he was blue on the lips. His golden eyes were open, he was fighting to survive, he stopped breathing. Hohenheim ran in at all the comotion. His heart was broken. He knew Trisha's would be too. He went through with all of her mood swings, and she had morning sickness and stomach pains. The baby was laying in the blankets, dead.

Trisha didn't notice yet, she was passed out. Everyone then heard a huge gasp and looked at the baby. The baby's eyes were open and he was breathing.

He had golden eyes that were brighter than his father's, soft chubby cheeks like anyother baby, and his mother, and he had little soft tufts of golden hair. Sarah wrapped him in a blue blanket, and handed him to Hohenheim. Hohenheim smiled at the joy that he had with his new baby boy. " What is the name Hohenheim?" Pinako asked.

Hohenheim just smiled as Trisha said, " Edward Nicholas Elric."

Then Trisha went back to sleep relieved that her baby was alive and well.