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Hannah

The day is growing nearer and nearer. According to the doctor we have a little under a week left, so we head to Granite Falls, in the same lodge as before, to get me some peace and quiet.

Being pampered with warm food, bath oils and nature sounds really amazing to me. I’m ready to get comfy and relaxed for one full week. I also hope it takes my mind off of how empty the house feels without Pari in it.

I go to sleep the first night and instantly start snoring like a chainsaw.

… And then, in the middle of the night, heavy contractions wake me up.

Hugo drives us straight back to Willow Creek, and while the doctors get me ready, he can only wait and try to interiorize his panic.

Then they let him into the room, where I am already wired to a terrifying machine.

But the process is fast, and in the end…

I finally meet Hannah.

She’s Gone

The day after our trip at the Spa, I wake up in the early hours of the morning. Or more precisely, my overactive bladder wakes me up way before I would have liked.

And as soon as I exit the bedroom, I know something’s wrong.

The air is still, the living room is silent.

Pari is gone.

Spa Day

I’m very close to getting that baby I’ve been carrying out into the world; my back is hurting more and more and the giving birth is scaring me more and more.

So what do we do when our back hurts and we are stressed?

Yoga, meditation, and massages.

And where do we get those?

At the Windenburg Spa.

Changing into a towel that barely fits around my monstrous belly.

Hugo insists that he’s also very stressed and also has very good reasons to get a hand massage.

Really, we both know he’s using his beloved wife as an excuse.

Azalea’s Shower

For the baby shower, Hugo does most of the organizing, along with Pari. They hang all the (numerous) decorations, get most of the food and ingredients, retrieve the gifts that arrived by post…

My role is now to cut up the Galette we bought and to bake the one cake. I do so, and we put the finishing touches, a few hours before the guests get there.

Hugo feeling the baby kicking one last time before our guests monopolize my belly for hours.

Eden, the Romain-less Rascals, Pari, Mom, Mam, Grandma all RSVP’d.

Romain’s family lives too far away; today is still not the day I’ll meet them.

Miranda was away for a DJ’ing gig overseas, but she did send a mountain of gifts.

My relationship with Marie remained unchanged despite the falling-out with Romain and we’re both grateful for that.

My adorable mom being shy about feeling her grandkid move.

She shed a few tears.

Aaaaaand…

SELFIE!

Time to open the gifts!

And receive some advice about raising kids from Mam.

Hugo and Pari did a great job with the decoration. She deserves all the hugs.

Oh, he didn’t dare. He wasn’t invited and he knows it.

‘How can we make the message clearer, Romain?”

‘I’m handling this, Hugo’.

Marie grabs her fiancé by the mohawk  jacket, and with a last sorry wave to us, drags him out the door.

Oh, to be a fly on the wall in their home that evening.

The days are long and once the party is over, Hugo and I still have some daylight left to chill and relax on the balcony.

It’s more peaceful now.

Humor and Hijinks

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Grandma wants to spend some time with Hugo and me, so we plan an evening together at the Humor and Hijinks Festival in the Art District. We’re meant to pick her up at home in Brindleton Bay, and while we’re at it, Hugo and I spend some time at the lounge that sits on the wharf.

There’s a private space there, and all I can hear is the sea, the sounds of the seagulls, and Hugo’s sweet whispers in my ear.

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And Hugo’s squeals every time the baby moves.

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Grandma is uber excited at the thought of becoming a great-grandma. She swears she’ll protect my kid with everything she has, and I know she will.

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The Humor and Hijinks Festival is not quite as mesmerizing as the Spice Festival for me, but it is still visually stunning.

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Okay, I love all festivals.

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Grandma drinks one of the juices, but my pregnant belly says that I maybe shouldn’t, so I play with sparklers instead to amuse both Jokers and Tricksters.

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Fireworks.

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This will remain in my memory as one of my favorite days with Grandma.

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It’s all so beautiful.

Pregnancy Photoshoot

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This time, I’m the one who asks Charlotte for a photoshoot, and she obliges. They’re a bit less dramatic than the previous black and white, edgy shoot.

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Water is fertility, right?

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Hugo feels a bit left out; but in the end he’s still dealing with water, in a way, soooooo…

Double Anniversary

Today we’re celebrating two things at once: my and Hugo’s second wedding anniversary, and the day we met Pari, a bit less than a year ago.

We’re back to this Brindleton Bay restaurant Hugo and I liked so much, and we have a great afternoon together.

We laugh a lot. Hugo, in particular, is inspired and doesn’t seem to stop cracking joke after joke.

And we finish off with cake, which makes my pregnant stomach happy.

You also get a peek at my one-year-old tattoo, there!

Pizza Night!

It’s Pizza Night between neighbors!

Pari absolutely stole my Spice T-shirt, but I do not hold it against her.

It’s a pleasure to hang with Eden again.

And “eating for two” is the perfect excuse to get a whole pizza just to myself.

Though it’s Hugo who gets up to get the pizza(s) we order, when an unexpected guest tries to come knock at our door again, I’m the one telling him to go away. Hugo refuses to deal with that.

Romain seems bummed by my bump.

Ecography

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After our experience last time, I think it’s highly understandable that a deep fear is trying to take over our happiness.

We take an appointment as soon as my third month begins, with the doctor who took care of me months ago, at the Willow Creek Clinic.

She’s got a soft, nice voice, and she walks us through the procedure with the nicest smile.

Still, we only relax when she assures us that everything is fine; and that everything will be fine. Still, knowing our history, she tells us our appointments will have to be more frequent than with more couples.

It’s possible we ask her to make them more frequent.

So throughout the next months, we go back to Willow Creek, again and again, and each time the Clinic becomes less of a place we dread and more a haven for our piece of mind.

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Can confirm the goo they put on your stomach is very cold.

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The first time no smiles or nice words can calm us down.

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And when the Doctor tells us the baby is healthy, it’s a victory.


Ecography pose pack from @inabadromance ! Thank you for these, they’re beautiful.

Peaceful Blue

Pari is out again.

It feels like since I announced my pregnancy, she has made sure to live us some time alone in our house, which we do appreciate. Our favorite activity is becoming to chill on the couch and talking about that growing baby, who’s now, apparently the size of a raspberry (and not the microcontroller kind).

We’re also trying to decide on a place to move to. Thankfully we have been making decent amounts of money over the past few years. Our common project, in particular, has been successful beyond all expectations. It’s amazing timing. We’re thinking Uptown.

I can also do the surprise-kissing.