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I pull off your neck after a few minutes and touch the spot that I made, grinning down at you. My free hand runs under your shirt, rubbing your tummy and up over your breast, just loving on you with my fingers.
 
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"Hmmm. . . I don't know. . . it's too early for me to go to the doctor about the baby. . . maybe we could cuddle and watch TV and have love. . . ." I am falling asleep quickly again, and I gently pinch myself to stay awake.
 
I curl you up against me and your effort to stay awake fails, and we are both snoring lightly in a few moments.
 
I wake up the next morning to my new routine of making a mad dash for the bathroom as the morning sickness washed over me. "Fucking hate this," I growl at one point.
 
"Babe?" I call from the bed. "You need me?" After a few moments I come to check on you and help you up, carrying you back to bed. "I'm sorry I did this to you baby girl." I brush the hair from your eyes.
 
"Love, it's okay," I reassure you, smiling, coughing a little. "It's just a small price to pay to have little Reece." I rub my stomach and smile.
 
"I love you," I say, kissing you as my hand joins yours on your tummy. "You know," my tone perks up, "you are going to be the hottest mom at all the baseball games." I smile.
 
"Oh yeah," I say. "I picture you as the hot mom in yoga pants hitting starbucks befor your pilates class. Hopefully that I can pick up and take home some morning," I wink.
 
I laugh and snuggle into you, smiling happily. "I don't want to move," I say with a sigh, stretching and hearing my back crack.
 
"At the moment, yes," I say with a yawn. "I hate morning sickness. . . It wakes me up, empty ALL the contents in my stomach, then makes me sleepy."
 
"Well," I say, patting your hip. "Why don't you sleep until you feel okay, and I will take you somewhere amazing for breakfast for you and the baby?"
 
I fall back asleep for several hours until I feel fine, and I get up and find you and curl up on top of you.
 
I laugh at how cute you are when you cruise in and curl up on me like the most beautiful pet in the world. "Still feel bad?" I say, rubbing your back where you lay.
 
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