Friday, October 4, 2013
Jared is being the sweetest thing too. He cooks and cleans as much as he can when he's home. Unfortunately for both of us, a policeman is expected to be on the job for pretty long hours though.
"Mom?" That was as much as she let me say. From then, there was a tirade on how little time she had and why did I have to bother her.
"Seriously? Mom, can't you listen to me?"
"Mother! Listen! I'm pregnant, you're going to be a grandma soon." Well, that stopped the flow of how horrible it was that I interrupted her day. Now it was all about how she wasn't old enough to be a grandmother and how would her husband take the news.
"I fail to care what your Travis will think. He's met me, he knows that you have a married daughter."
"Fine! I just thought you should know."
How did Daddy put up with her as long as he did? Come to think of it, why does Travis?
First it was the blasted sink. We've fixed this stupid thing every couple weeks since we've moved in.
It flooded the kitchen and nearly mangled most our clothes. I managed to keep it from eating our really good things.
Finally, Jared came home. I stumbled into his arms as soon as he'd shut the door.
"Sweetheart, I've had the worst day," I had been crying off and on since the washer broke and my voice was still shaky.
He pulled me close and his warm body was so comforting. "It's all right. Would you like me to cook dinner?"
I nodded, not trusting my voice.
He smiled and gave me a hug. "I'll be back in a second. I need to get more comfortable." The smirk that went with that comment made me raise an eyebrow.
"Jared? What?" I was a bit surprised.
"Hey, I'm offering food and a show. You going to refuse?"
There was something very soothing about watching my nearly naked chef. He's definitely well built, and he works out a lot as part of his job. It was nearly a perfect view of that delicious body. That thought gave me an idea. "Hey, Jared."
"I'm working here," he replied in a soft but slightly warning tone.
"If I get curtains around the house, can I have a completely naked chef?"
He chuckled softly. "Maybe, Cat, maybe. Feeling better yet?"
"If the dinner is half as good as the show, my day will be infinitely better."
"Are you still reading that pregnancy book?" he asked when he looked up from his meal.
"Yes, I am."
"But don't you have it nearly memorised?" he teased.
"I know, I know. But I want to be the best mom I can be."
"You will be. I know it."
"Well, my mother..."
"Cat," Jared cut me off. "I haven't really asked about your mother or what happened. But whatever she did, you aren't her. Do you want to talk about it?"
I shook my head. "Not really. Not tonight." I thought back to that horrible phone call. "She can be such a bitch though."
I tilted my head to look at him. "Do you have anything in particular in mind?"
"Well, I know this big lovely bed. I think that some serious cuddle time is required."
He was giving me one of his smouldering looks and my heart melted. I was the luckiest woman alive to have him. "How do you always know what to offer?"
"I just have a gift, I suppose," he replied. We went upstairs and my worst day became a perfectly lovely one.
I found that playing instruments either with others, like Merlot,
Unfortunately, 'little' was the key word. I'd maybe make $20 on a good day. By the time you factor in lunch and fuel, it was just a couple of extra dollars for the family income.
I really should always invite Daddy to join in. He is fantastic on the bass, people always stop to give him tips.
"You really need to stop this thing you've got for married women."
He laughed, "a little harmless flirting?"
I sighed. "Someday someone might take it too seriously. The woman you flirt with or the husband that finds out. Someone will get hurt and I don't want it to be you."
"I don't see any problem. I know they aren't available, they should know I'm not serious." He shrugged.
"I hope you are right."
My contractions start in a serious way and that's when someone wants to ring me? How awful is that timing?
Well, I wasn't about to answer the phone now, they'd have to ring back.
"Baby? Baby! The baby is coming?"
"Yes, dear, the baby is coming. We better go."
"Go? Go where?"
"The hospital, silly man. Unless you want to preside over a home birth?"
He practically flew to the door. "Right this way, the hospital it is."
It was actually very quiet and quite beautiful. The moon was full and cast an eery glow all over town.
We were lucky and everything went very well. Before I knew what was happening, we were sent home.
I know that's actually pretty unlikely. If there's one thing that everyone agrees on, it's that babies don't sleep as much as you'd hope.
"I know Jared. Remember, I was there at the time."
"This has made me so happy though. My gorgeous family."
"Yes, Jared. It's been a very long day. I think I need a lot of sleep."
A flash of disappointment crossed his face, I believe Jared was hoping for a bit more than just sleep. Still, he nodded and we headed for bed.
"Do you hear the baby?"
A moment passed and there was a loud howl of protest from small lungs. With a heavy sigh, Jared got up to look after the baby.
He's such a lovely boy. I think he takes after Jared.
But he does have a very good set of lungs.
Friday, June 14, 2013
"Kitten, when have I ever failed you?" He looked at me with one eye brow raised. "I've always been there for you and that's going to be true for as long as I live."
"Well, you do have Mason and Dixie at home still. I don't want to keep you from them too much."
Dad slowly shook his head. "Kitten, you are a long way from doing that. They have Shannon who spends as much time as she can with them. For a long time, it was just you and me. You can still count on me, though maybe not quite as much as when you lived at home."
"Now why did you want me to come over, Kitten? I can tell it's not about music, you didn't ask me over as Mr Bass Man." I saw his eyes flicker for a moment. "And you should be very aware by now that I'm a worrier. I hate not knowing things. Life is stressful enough as it is."
"And you couldn't ask on the phone?"
"No, daddy, I couldn't. You see, I wanted to talk about babies. How did Mum tell you when she was pregnant."
He rubbed one temple for a moment. "Actually, it was your Aunt Brooke who knew first. Alaina and I didn't realise why she'd been feeling off..."
"Pretty sure, daddy. I have an appointment tomorrow to confirm it but I've been feeling nauseous a lot lately."
"I'm going to be a granddad? Wow." He blinked a couple of times. "Umm, wait I'm not old enough for to be a granddad." Daddy was actually grinning like an idiot, no matter what he said.
"But the problem is that Jared and I haven't even talked about children. What if he doesn't any now? What if he doesn't want any ever? And I don't even know if I'm ready."
"Stop worrying, that's my job." Dad smiled at me. "I'm not sure that anyone is ever really ready for a baby. It's one of the ultimate learn-as-you-go experiences. As for telling Jared, sooner is better. Be prepared for him to be a little quiet at first. It will be a bit of a shock. If he doesn't come around soon, kick his sorry arse to the curb."
"Seriously, he should be supportive. But my impression of him is that he'll love the idea of being a father and he'll be there for you."
Dad gave me a final hug and went home. I spent a restless night worrying about the next day.
Since I'd suspected it for a couple of weeks, I'd had a chance to prepare myself. I hadn't really thought about kids before getting pregnant but Jared and I have a lovely home, some money to spare and it wasn't like having a baby would put an end to my career. I had a band, we could meet whenever.
The tricky part was definitely telling the daddy-to-be that we would soon be a family of three. I was nervous and decided to wait until dinner to try.
He stopped eating for a moment. "It was pretty awful. I was manning the desk and you wouldn't believe how many people came in. I didn't even know that many people lived around here."
"Well, nearly. I've been answering questions, asking more questions and filling out forms all day. It's exhausting." He sighed. "One of them was a pretty nasty accident. I think everyone in the car was seriously injured. The cops at the scene handed me the notes to type up while he went to inform relatives."
"You poor baby." This did not sound like a good time to bring up my news. If it made him happy, it would be fine but it might not. I decided that perhaps the morning would be a better time.
Eventually I gave up and found a book to read. I didn't want to keep Jared awake just because I couldn't sleep.
An hour later, I heard footsteps on the stairs.
"Honey," Jared said softly. "Are you okay? The bed is very lonely without you."
I looked up at my handsome hubby, "I wasn't sleeping very well and I didn't want to keep you awake too."
His eyes grew big, "I hope it isn't serious. Please tell me it isn't serious."
"Well," I said. "It's kind of serious. Jared, I'm pregnant."
For an awful moment, he just sort of stood there, staring. Then he got the biggest grin. "Pregnant? We're pregnant? We're going to have a baby?"
"Yes, we're going to have a baby." My fears of his reaction melted away.
"You can try but I don't think you'll feel anything but me." Jared patted my tummy for a moment any way.
"You will be able to, I can promise you that. So you are all right with this? We haven't talked about babies."
"I told them I didn't want to know. It will be more fun to have the surprise, don't you think?"
"I guess. I think I'd like a boy though."
I laughed and he looked hurt for a moment. "Daddy said you'd want a boy. I think it's cute that he was right."
"I will, Mr Policeman. You take care too. Don't drown in paperwork."
It was a pretty quiet day at the park. Clayton came by for awhile with his dad. And that was the extent of our audience.
Clayton did grow up well, I must admit. If I didn't have a spouse already, I'd give him another chance. Except, he's not available either. He married a few weeks before Jared and I did. At least we are back to being friends again. Having friends who have known you since forever is a good thing.
So the busking was a bust. Thomas dropped a few bucks in the jar but he was pretty much the only one. I wonder what we have to do to earn a gig in town?
"Jared, this isn't fair. I didn't get you anything."
"You gave me something this morning. Granted, I don't get to see the baby for some time but that's a big gift. I'm going to owe you many many things to make up for that one."
"I try, Cat. I try. And I want you to know that I love you. I love that baby too."
"I must be doing something right to have someone as great as you in my life, Jared Grant."
"I feel the same, Cat."
Merlot, no, you lost out to Jared. Cat is happy and is not impressed by your chest. Just forget it and have fun with your housemate.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
"What's the bad news, love?"
"They expect me at work tomorrow. It's our last day together until the weekend."
"No, Mr Policeman, you can't leave me all day at home. Who knows what crimes I might commit unsupervised?"
Jared laughed. "Now Cat, don't be too naughty just because I have to go to work." I heard a growling stomach. "Hey, I'm hungry. I'll go fix up lunch."
Then found myself staring at Jared as he walked toward the front door. His butt just hypnotised me, I couldn't move until he was going around the corner.
I am going to have to make sure that he dresses like that frequently. Even if I have to pull him into the hot tub daily. That could be a plan.
I ate slowly as I thought about that offer. A few possibilities came to mind. But which to do first?
"Well?" Jared asked impatiently.
"Give a girl time to decide. The pasta is good, my tummy is still a bit off after those waffles from earlier." I tried to divert his attention.
"This idea better be worth the wait." Damn, he has a one track mind today. Of course, I'm not really much better, I just need to decide what to do.
He squeaked, "No, woman, get away from me. What are you doing?"
"Not here, honey. We have a lot of huge windows and no curtains. What would the neighbours think?"
"That the new neighbours are newly weds, who are very much in love and feeling frisky. But you could be right, I don't want to share that fine butt of yours with anyone. Let's go make sure that the bed is where we last saw it."
"Love, why aren't you coming to bed?"
"Just admiring the view first," he replied. "It's a very fine view from here."
I stopped, wiggled my butt at him, then looked back and winked. "Better not wait too long. I might change my mind."
I joined him under the sheets then sighed. "I hate the idea of you going back to work. It's been lovely since we moved in. We have all this space, all to ourselves."
"Well, at least we are making the most of our time. Shall we make sure the bed is sturdy enough?" He didn't have to make that suggestion twice. We conducted a very thorough bed test. Fortunately, it passed inspection. It might have been bad if the bed had fallen to bits while we were testing it.
"Cat, honey. I was wondering if I could go off to a class today? I'd like to learn a bit of painting and well, I don't want to do it after work over the next few days." He grinned at me. "I'd rather come straight home every day."
"Jared, love, that's fine. I'll invite the band over, we can get some practice in." I waggled an eyebrow at him. "A little rest before our next round of exercise might be a good idea." So I got on the phone to the new band. Dad is, of course, one of them. Merlot Pinot Noir and Ice Crisp are the others.
I have to rethink my band. Merlot is a musician and works nights. Ice works days at a restaurant. Makes getting a practice together very difficult.
"Hey, Dad, do you know something slow?"
"Sure Kitten. Want to change the tempo?"
"Yep." I turned to Jared. "Hey, handsome, want to dance?"
"Owww, Jared, that was my foot! That hurt."
"Give me a minute and we can dance more." I waited until my foot stopped hurting too much. A few minutes later and then I was ready to go again.
"I am really really sorry honey. I didn't mean to step on your foot again."
"I will but man, I think we need to stop doing this. My poor foot can't take much more of this today."
Jared nodded and I told Dad that he could stop for today. It took a moment to break through Dad's concentration, he was really focussed on playing.
"What is it, love? I don't see any..." then splash.
"You are so going down, mister. Just you wait."
"Just you wait!"
Not quite the romance of earlier today but we did have fun.
He is such a clone of Sammy - barring his hair is his mom's.