Three's Company

Chapter 99

September 13, 1983

- Freddie's POV -
We were going home today- home to our baby and our little family. I was so excited but I didn't want to leave the beautiful beaches of Ibiza.

Something felt odd when I woke up- I thought that I was getting sick because the feeling was in my stomach. I got up to go to the bathroom just in case I had a morning sickness surprise. When I got out of bed, I almost fell over because there was so much weight on my front- what the hell?

I walked into the washroom and I almost screamed at what I saw: my bump popped!

"John! John, come here!" I squealed when I pulled my t-shirt over the bump- it looked like a mid four month bump instead of an early three month one.

"What? What's wr- oh my God!" He dropped to his knees so he was at eye level with my stomach. "There you are! Hello there, my little girl." He cooed.

"Jesus, she's really moving now." I let out a breathy laugh when I put my hand on the top of my stomach.

"She must be happy because she has more room." The younger man chuckled then he stood up. "Is she still in that weird spot?" He asked.

"I think she's slowly making her way to a different spot but she's pretty far over on my right side, it hurts to take deep breaths but it'll be over soon." I mumbled. "She isn't kicking the bottom of my stomach anymore so she must be starting to turn." 

"She'll be upside down before you know it." John smiled. "But I can't believe that you popped like this, baby! It's so amazing and you weren't this big with Maxwell until you were like six months!" My husband kissed my lips then we made our way back to our bed.

John was right, Maxwell didn't pop until later on and I certainly didn't look a whole month bigger over night. It was all different with Jude because my stomach muscles were way more relaxed from the first pregnancy. Everything felt like it was moving quicker but apparently that was normal. 

"Lay on your back." John hummed when he sat on his knees, I did it and he examined me. "Your boxers look too tight." He stated while he pulled my t-shirt over my bump.

"Well I kind of grew two sizes overnight." I chuckled. "I think we need to pull out the big boy clothes again. Will they still look good? I mean, I wore them in 1979 and the clothing fads have changed since then." I sighed.

"We can go shopping if you want to, it's not like we need to penny pinch or anything." John smiled. "Do you think Jude will be the same size as Maxwell? She looks like she's going to be bigger." He looked at my stomach in awe.

"I sure hope not, I cannot push out another ten pound child. I want her to be my little girl." I laughed. "What fruit is she this week? We're seventeen weeks." I asked, quietly.

"You're halfway there, next week." John giggled. "A pear. She grew that much and she's only the size of a pear. She'll be the size of a sweet potato next week so it makes that you popped that much." He shrugged. 

I hummed in reply then John and I just stared at my exposed stomach. After a few moments, I felt something that was almost like small jumps- hiccups.

"What's wrong?" John asked after I gasped.

"She has the hiccups." I laughed. "It's that or else there's a fucking trampoline inside of me and she feels like she needs to bounce around." I mumbled while I focused on the movements. "Tap right here." I put his hand against my stomach.

"Why?" He raised an eyebrow at me before tapping.

"Just do it." I started tapping on the other side and Jude kicked. John gasped when she started kicking his hand. "I think she hates it but it's the only way that I can feel her against my stomach, she only kicks my intestines unless I tap on her."