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I don’t think anyone would say no to that but better make sure it isn’t a restaurant with a booth

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This is one of my sundresses… I think my belly is too big for it now 🥺

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Really thinking about how it would feel to not just inform people I’m pregnant, but that it’s quadruplets and I’m going to have to go on bed rest soon because my body is expanding painfully and immensely every day

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Amazing what pregnancy does to the body … i need someone to breed me like that 🥵🤰🏼

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"I'm telling you, you're just carrying big. I'm a big guy, you're going to get a big baby" your husband argued as you stepped out of the car. You strut, or rather waddle, towards the hospital, shaking your head. "I know my body, it's multiples, I can feel it" you say as you check in. Your massive belly leads the way as the nurse preps the ultrasound machine. Your husband mentions the little squabble the two of you are having. The nurse shrugs, saying someone will be right in a minute. Her eyes study the screen, darting around as the wand pokes your belly. She gasps, showing you the screen. "These are the largest twins I've ever seen."

We both look at each other, eyebrow raised with a knowing smile. You bet on one big baby, while I bet on multiples: who would have know that we would have both been right?

The nurse continues her observations, the wand going back and forth across my belly as she tries to fully confirm that it is, in fact, massive twins. The pressure makes me wince and exhale with a little grunt. Embarrassed, I squirm, to which you hold my hand, murmuring against my hair as you lean in to watch the screen to not move.

“Say that again, I dare you,” I sound more pouty than I mean to be and it makes you smile again.

“So yes, you are, indeed, having twins,” The nurse finally speaks up again, pointing towards the monitor and circling two large, separate sacs, “Here’s baby number one… and baby number two. Baby One is measuring bigger than Baby Two but that’s to be expected with twins… Just—”

“The size?” Your voice is deep, low and wry and it makes shivers run down my spine.

You promised to give me these babies. You warned me that big babies ran in your family, that your mother carried you and your siblings heavy and low, that you weren’t going to let up until the same thing happened to me. I told you that I crave it, that I need it, that if it didn’t happen, I’d make you try and try again.

“They’re measuring almost double what we’d expect at this trimester…” The nurse confirms.

Well, we succeeded but that doesn’t mean we can’t try and try again~

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