"How did I get so lucky?" - Ben Hardy

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by dxnceofitaly

by dxnceofitaly

(Y/F/B)= Your favourite band

(Y/S/N)=Your son's name

(Y/S/M/N)=Your son's middle name

(B/G)=Baby's gender

(P/B)=Pink or Blue

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"What's wrong, baby boy?" I pick up my two-year-old son, (Y/S/N) out of his toddler bed. "Daddy?" The green-eyed boy asks. "Daddy is at work. He'll be home soon." I kiss (Y/S/N)'s forehead. My husband of two years, Ben Jones is an actor;known as Ben Hardy. Ben is almost done filming Bohemian Rhapsody; his work days are shorter. I check the clock on (Y/S/N)'s wall, 8:32. "Why did you wake up so early, (Y/S/N)?" I ask. "I want daddy." He protests. "Sorry, bean, but daddy is at work. You have mumma." I apologize. (Y/S/N) does a little groan. "Ivory, Ivory."(Y/S/N) says, unable to pronounce the letter 'r.' I take (Y/S/N) down the stairs to our three-year-old white pitbull, Ivory. "Be nice you two." I ruffle (Y/S/N)'s brown hair. I go into the kitchen and make porridge for (Y/S/N). My phone pings. Hey, babes. I'll be home in an hour. Ben texts me. I smile slightly. Okay. See you soon. I text back. "(Y/S/N)!" I call, no answer. "(Y/S/N)!" I call, a little bit louder. No answer again. "(Y/S/N) (Y/S/M/N) Jones, come to the kitchen for breakfast!"I call loudly. "Sorry, mummy." (Y/S/N) comes running in his grey and white striped footed-onesie. "Ow!" He yells, then starts sobbing loudly. "What happened,bean?" I rush to him and ask. "I fell on my bum." He says between sobs. "Come home faster, Ben." I whisper under my breath. Almost as if he had heard me, Ben walks in the door. "(Y/N), (Y/S/N)! I'm home!" He calls from the front door. "Let's go see daddy." I whisper. I pick up (Y/S/N) and walk into the living room. "Daddy!"(Y/S/N) excitedly yells, raising his arms towards Ben. "Hey, monster." Ben takes(Y/S/N) out of my arms. "I fell on my bum. Owie!" (Y/S/N) says. Ben chuckles. "Did mummy kiss it better?" He winks at me. "No. That's yucky!" (Y/S/N) says disgustedly."Let's go get dressed, little man." I say. "Okay!" He slips out of Ben's arms.He runs to me and grabs my hand. We walk up the stairs to his room. I grab mustard yellow t-shirt and grey fleece joggers out of (Y/S/N)'s wardrobe. I slip the shirt over (Y/S/N)'s head. "Okay. Sit on the chair." I say. He runs and sits on my grandmum's rocking chair. I put his trousers on. "Teeth and hair time." I say. "I want daddy to do it." (Y/S/N) says. "Daddy! (Y/S/N) says he wants you to brush his hair and teeth!" I call. "Coming!" Ben calls back. He runs up the stairs. "Come on, little man." Ben ushers the small boy to the bathroom. I go into mine and Ben's room. I put on Ben's (Y/F/B) shirt and a pair of grey sweatpants. I braid my hair in a loose fishtail braid and I brush my teeth. "Switch." Ben says. "(Y/S/N), let's go pick a movie to watch." I put my hand out. "Okay, mummy." (Y/S/N) takes my hand. We walk down the stairs. (Y/S/N) climbs on the couch, I sit next to him and open Netflix on the television. "Pets! Pets!" (Y/S/N) shouts. Ben comes down the stairs. "(Y/N)? Are you wearing my shirt?" Ben asks. I turn to him. He is coming closer in just a pair of black joggers. "Maybe." I say playfully, turning my focus on the television. "What're we watching?" Ben asks. "The Secret Life of Pets." I say. Ben drops on the couch next to me. I play the movie and sit back with (Y/S/N) laying over mine and Ben's laps, Ivory is laying next to me, our one-year-old Silver Labrador Retriever, Storm. and our four-year-old Rottweiler, Kasey is laying next to Ben. Ben's arm is behind my neck and my head on his shoulder. "How did I get so lucky?" Ben asks. "I don't know. I guess God is on both of our sides." I whisper. Ben kisses my head, then rests his hand on (Y/S/N)'s head. "One more thing." I say. "(Y/N), what are you doing?" Ben asks, as I stand up. "Just give me a second." I run up the stairs and grab the positive pregnancy test out of it's hiding place in our master bathroom. I put it behind my back and go back downstairs. "What are you doing?" Ben looks at me skeptically. "Close your eyes and put out your hands." I say. Ben complies. I put the pregnancy test in his hand. "Open." I say, smiling widely. "Oh my God. (Y/N), is this real? Are you really pregnant?" Ben looks at me in shock. "Mm-hmm." I hum. Ben moves (Y/S/N) and stands up. He wraps his strong arms tight around me. "You don't want to crush the baby, love." I say. "Sorry." Ben sniffles. "Are you crying?" I ask. "We haven't been able to get pregnant for a year and we lost a baby. I'm just so happy." Ben smiles, caressing my cheek. He pulls me in for a deep passionate kiss.

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"Okay, everyone stand back!" My best friend, Lucy calls out. Ben's best friend, Joe picks up (Y/S/N) and moves backwards. Ben throws a dart at the big black balloon that is attached to a piece of wood. The balloon pops and out comes (P/B) confetti. "It's a (B/G)!" I hug Ben tightly. Ben dips kiss me and struggles to bring me back up.