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"What gender do you hope the baby is?" I ask John, laying my head on his chest. We both are laying outside, in the grass, while Frances naps.

"I hope it's a boy. I really want a son." John smiles.

"I hope it's a boy as well. Can we name it John if it's a boy?"

"Of course, what about Elizabeth for a girl?"

"Yes! After one of my best friends!" I smile.

"Poor Peggy." John chuckles.

"Oh yes, my darling Margarita. We have to name one of our children after her! Pretty please John!"

John chuckles, "Of course, my love." He kisses my head.

"Frances is going to be a big sister. Oh shit we haven't even told her that yet!" I giggle.

"Lets tell her when she wakes up from her nap. We can tell Eliza, Alexander, Philip, and Angelica as well." John suggests.

I nod, "I'll write to Herc, and my brother."

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"Everyone, John and I have some news." I smile. "Were expecting our second child." Eliza's eyes go wide. She runs over to me and hugs me.

"Oh dear that's wonderful!" She giggles.

Alexander hugs John.

"Have you told Herc and Lafayette?" Eliza asks.

"No we have to write to them. As well as John's family."

"Mommy?" Frances tugs on my dress. I pick her up and sit her on my him.

"Yes, mon amour?"

"I'm gonna be a big sister?" She asks.

"Yes you are baby." I boop her nose.

She jumps out of my arms and runs over to Philip.

"Philip! I'm going to have a little brother or sister just like you!" She exclaims. Philip laughs and hugs her. They're so adorable. I excuse myself to go write to Lafayette.

"Dearest brother,

I have some news. It's good news of course. John and I are expecting our second child. Knowing you, you've read that sentence over ten times already, and yes you read correctly. I'm expecting. I hope it's a boy. We're going to name him John if it's a boy, and Elizabeth for a girl. Oh Gilbert, I'm so exited. I do miss having a baby running around the house. I do not miss the pain of childbirth and that's something I am dreading. What comes after is what I love, however. You simply must come back to America and see the baby once he or she is born! I miss you so much. I want to bring John and Frances to France to visit you, Adrienne, and Georges but I'm not sure if I can step foot in France again. I will talk with John though. I am simply dying to meet your son. From what I hear he is absolutely adorable.

au revoir mon cher frère,
aimer Antoinette

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Sorry for the shitty chapter. The next chapter will be long I promise

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