The Pumpkin

-Karen-

He chuckled again and left me waiting until I sweetly nipped his neck. “You’re getting your wish.” Conor answered softly. “We are having a boy.” He murmured as I giggled excitedly.

A boy! I held him tightly. Our pumpkin is a boy! I couldn’t help but be so overwhelming happy. “I’m so excited! I get my boy after all!”

“I want a daughter next. I want my Elizabeth! You better give me one!” He reached over to the desk, grabbed the bowl and held up a strawberry to my lips. “I know you have to be starving now.” I nodded and ate the berry he placed on my tongue. “Bertha told me the week before you woke up. I just hope he is as vivacious as you are with your tenacity.” He gave me a piece of cheese next.

“I hope he looks just like you. Handsome and strong. And so kind!” I rubbed my belly sitting there in my own world for a moment as I soaked up the happy feelings this left me with. Conor held another strawberry to my lips. “How did I get so lucky?” I whispered. I ate the berry slowly,