Chapter 25: The Book of Love

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"Yeah, yeah...enjoy it now.
I'll have the last laugh Bieber!"

We agreed to not finding out whether Baby Bieber was a girl or boy just yet.
Do you think that stopped Justin from putting his face up to the monitor like a private investigator.
Like he was searching for clues.
"I know what your doing Ogre!
Step away from the monitor.
We agreed to wait to find out!"
He put his hands up, like he was innocent and backed away.
"Hails...alls I'm saying is that I don't see a little jerry on the screen so..."
He did not just say that!
"Justin Drew Bieber, you watch your mouth!
And it's still a little early to know for sure anyway."
Bringing up Jerry in front of the doctor.
Embarrassed.
"It's true Justin. It is early still.
There's time later for that debate.
But right now, you and Hailey have a healthy baby.
And your due date should fall around March 21st."
Justin let out a "Woooooo", and almost made our poor doctor jump.
"Doc, she's coming on the 20th.
She's a Pisces.
See babe, I was right!
Wooooo!"
We let him have his moment.
He was gonna take it anyway.
We left with a recording of the heartbeat and a video to share with our family.
Justin was obviously banned from watching the video just yet.
Not until we knew.
That was a day of laughter.
After that day, we broke the news to our families.
They took it surprisingly well.
My Dad did ask when the wedding was though.
Justin assured him it was going to be
"soon, very soon".
Then came Justin's call to Mama Pattie.
He was actually braver talking to my Dad.
I made him put it on speaker.
I knew she'd be happy.
Justin obviously did not.
He was almost hyperventilating as the phone began ringing.

Pattie: Hey Justin!
Justin: Mom. Mom. Hey it's me.
Pattie: yeah...I know. I just said Hey Justin.
Your so weird.
(He actually started nervous giggling at this point. )
Justin: Oh right. Yeah. Well sooooo how are youuuuu?
Pattie: Ummm I'm great, but seriously why are you acting so weird for?
Justin: Mom. I'm not acting weird. I'm just calling because I love you.
Pattie: Ugh hugh! And what else?
Justin: well so Hails and I are planning the wedding...and well it may have to happen sooner than later.
Logistics and all.
Pattie: oh logistics, hmmmm....like Hailey having your baby type logistics?
Justin: hey! How'd you know?
Here I was freaking out about telling you!
(I slapped my hands over my eyes at this point. )
Pattie: I didn't know. You just told me!
Justin: oops! Well surprise! Your gonna be a Grandma!
(Pattie was silent for a moment, probably taking it in.)
Justin: Mom. Mom. Moooommm.
Did you hear me? I'm gonna be a Dad!
Pattie: Baby I heard you.
My baby is gonna be a Dad?
(She was crying now)
Is Hailey there?
Me: I'm here Pattie. Are you ok?
Pattie: yes baby girl, but are you ok?
Me: I'm ok.
Justin: Guys! We're all ok, OK?
Mom...We heard her heartbeat!
Mom...it's the most beautiful thing you'll ever hear.
I'll play it for you.
Pattie: It's a She?
Me: we don't know that!
Justin just believes it!
Justin: Mom trust me, stock up on the pink and purples.
Me: Pattie please don't!
(She was laughing hysterically at us.)
Justin played her our babies heartbeat over the phone.
We all cried.
That was also a good day.

But they weren't all good days.
The outside world wouldn't allow it.

Justin's POV:
My life was finally making sense.
I was getting married.
I was going to be a Dad.
My heart was so full.
I loved watching Hailey's stomach start to grow.
I loved how she would fuss when I'd try and measure her stomach.
I could definitely see a bump now.
I loved arguing with her about wedding details.
The way she would scrunch her nose and roll her eyes when I left my dirty socks on the bedroom floor.
I loved that.
Or how she would try to teach me how to do laundry.
"Justin! Whites,Lights, and Colors!
Babe, stop mixing your purple socks in with my white shirts.
It's three words baby.
Whites, Lights, and Colors!"
I could never remember it!
I loved how she taped a sign to the washing machine lid.
"Whites! Lights! Colors!"
I loved how she insisted we do our own laundry.
She was making me a better man day by day.
I loved taking care of her when she was sick.
I loved watching her sleep.
And so I started posting alot about her, about us to my Instagram account.
I was so freaking happy that I just wanted to tell the world.
What I got back was cruelty.
The things people would write.

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