“Don’t. Move,” I said to the kids.
Both sleepy, blue-eyed children looked at me as if I was whacked in the head.
“Daddy,” Harker said tiredly. “We just walked twenty-thousand steps through Magic Kingdom. Do you really think that we’re going to go anywhere after doing that?”
Harker had a point.
Honestly, I’d like to join him on the bed.
In fact, I would… after.
The only thing was, I hadn’t had a taste of my wife in three and a half days.
We were on day three of our ‘magical’ vacation to Disney.
“Just don’t do anything crazy while we’re taking our shower,” I told my eight-year-old son.
He gave a thumb up, rolled over, and buried his face into his pillow.
Our other son, Lonan, which meant ‘Little Black Bird’ in Gaelic, didn’t even move.
He was asleep and would be hopefully for a few much-needed hours.
Tonight, we were back at it again, and the last thing I wanted to do was deal with a cranky four-year-old.
Heading into the bathroom, I smiled when I saw my wife on the bottom of the huge tub with her face up toward the water as it poured over her.
“You’re too tired to even wash off, babe?”
She let her knees drop, revealing her burgeoning belly.
As of today, she was officially six months pregnant with our last child.
We didn’t know whether it was a boy or a girl, but I had a distinct feeling it would be a boy.
Even though she really wanted a girl.
“I’m so swollen.” She leaned back and lifted her leg into the air. “That I can’t feel my big toe.”
She was fairly swollen. But that was a normal thing for her.
She’d been a medical doctor for all of six months, and in that time, she’d done nothing but be on her feet, day in and day out, as she tried to make her place in the world.
My guess was that she’d find something else to catch her fancy in a few months, and then she’d be on to her next adventure.
She was a free spirit that craved knowledge.
But I would support her, no matter what she wanted to do.
If it was in my power to give it to her, I would.
Because I knew what it felt like to almost lose her, and I would never, ever go through that again if I could help it.
So she got what she wanted, when she wanted it, and that was how it would be for the rest of our lives.
“I’ll rub them,” I said as I started stripping. “But first…”
I got into the shower at her back, went down to my knees, and pulled her so that she was in my lap.