Free And I Trusted You by Jamela

tell you I’m sure will make you laugh. I’m six weeks pregnant. Oh, stop laughing, it’s not that funny. HAHAHAHA, well I’m glad you’re happy about it. Yes. I’ll talk to you later.” I said hanging up the phone.
     
    I started dinner and decided John and I should tell the children about the baby tonight. I wonder how they’ll react. A few minutes later, the kids came home and ran to their rooms. “Yeeeesss! It’s good to be back in my room!” Screamed Josh. Stacie went straight to her room, no doubt to check for things that were out of place. She came into the kitchen and asked if there was anything she could do. I assured her I had everything under control and she went off to do her homework. Josh on the other hand, came into the kitchen to get a snack. I pointed him to the fridge and an apple, no sweets until after dinner, which would be ready in about an hour and a half.
     
    As the food cooked, I walked to my bedroom. I hadn’t been in there since Cynthia was in my bed last week. John had taken the linens off the bed and left it bare. I guess he slept on the sofa last night, then. I walked to the bathroom and got a can of disinfectant spray. I came back and sprayed my bedroom, bathroom, closet and especially my mattress. I chose new bed linens and made up the bed. As I was walking back into the kitchen to check on my lasagna, John came through the front door. He walked over to me and gave me a hug like he always does. I have to admit it felt good. I was trying to be reserved and angry with him, but it was so hard. I told him when dinner would be ready. He told me how the rest of his day had gone. He had filed the complaint against Cynthia and his supervisor was more aware of the problem than John was. Mr. Brown had actually given Cynthia a couple of verbal warnings after hearing comments she’d made to John. Cynthia was put on probation for six months. Any contact she had with John could result in termination of her employment. I told John she wouldn’t be happy about that and she would no doubt hate me for it, not that I cared.
     
    Dinner was finally ready and the family sat down to eat. Josh told us all about his three point jump shot in gym, which won his team the game. Then Stacie told us how her essay on suffering was read to the class by the teacher. John said he had landed a new account and then it was my turn. So, I told everyone about my visit to the doctor and that I was six weeks pregnant. The children were speechless. Then all of a sudden, they both ran over to me to give me hugs and kisses. It seems Stacie wanted a little brother and Josh wanted a little sister. I didn’t really care, as long as the child was healthy. I told John I would talk to Ray about my hours when I went to work tomorrow.
     
    The rest of the evening went fairly well. After dinner, the children did the kitchen for me and insisted I rest. They propped me up in my bedroom with pillows to watch a DVD. I’d never seen them so helpful. They asked all kinds of questions about the baby and were truly interested. “And here I was worried about them being jealous.” I guess that was silly and they are old enough to love a new brother or sister with no baggage.
     
    John came into the room after the children went to bed. He didn’t get undressed, but waited to see what I was going to do and say. So, I told him I wouldn’t be sleeping in the guest room and we could share our bedroom. He just looked at me and smiled. He left the room and came back a few minutes later with a box. He handed it to me and sat on the bed to watch my reaction as I opened it. I tore the wrapping paper off, snatched the lid open and squealed in delight. Inside was a pair of baby booties and a baby blanket. He had even been thoughtful enough to get a neutral color for the blanket, since we didn’t know the baby’s sex yet. I reached out for his hand and we hugged.  We talked for a few minutes about nothing and I drifted off to sleep with the TV