Chapter 20
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Michael and I were back home. It was really a short weekend. But I loved every moment with Michael. He was such a romantic man. I could not have asked for a better husband.
When I was back home, I was planning on going to the set with Michael, but our little bundle of joy had other plans for me. Morning sickness. It also turned out to be afternoon sickness to. Everyday sickness. I tired to hold down some water and crackers. But that did not work either.
After I was done getting sick for the millionth time that day I waddled over to our couch. I plopped down on the couch. I sigh and rest my feet on the couch.
I was pouring over a big book of baby names. I wondered if I should stick with baby names from this time. I could not really use names from my time. Otherwise more things might change in the world's timeline. So, no names from my time.
I had a notebook beside me. I wondered how Michael might feel if I named the baby after him. Well if we were having a boy. I could name the baby Michael J. Fox Junior. I was not sure yet on that. I would talk it over with Michael.
I was not that far along. But I was dreaming of this little one every day. What it was going to be like to meet them. Hold my child. To see the baby looking up at me. If it was a boy baby or a girl baby....
This baby was all I could think about!
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My phone rings. I reach over and answer it. "Hello?" I answer.
"Is this Mrs. Fox?" someone asks me.
"Yes, this is she! How may I help you?" I ask them. It was some woman on the other line.
"We are calling on behalf of OK Magazine. A woman's magazine. We feature stories on woman's health and baby stories. We were wondering if we could get tine inside scoop from you on your marriage to Michael? And all about the baby of course?" she asks me hopefully. "My name is Diane Deen I am the senior editor here at OK"
"Oh yes my mother always read, I mean reads your work she loves it. I am not sure if I can though" I say. I was not sure if Michael would approve of me giving a tell all interview to the press about our love life.
"Well to bad. I know others are going to call after me. I was going to offer you a generous amount of money for your time" she mutters.
"Well Diane, let me talk it over with my husband first then get back with you" I tell her.
"Great let me give you our number. Please be in touch soon!" she begs me.
I jot down her number. Then we hang up. Wow they wanted to know me all because I was married to Michael. It made sense. I had saw myself in a few newspapers or magazines with Michael at my side. All they had info on was when we began to date. And my name of course.
What harm would it be if I did give them an interview? I could help bring in some income. Michael was the only one to support us both. I could even start a college fund for our little one to with this money I made.
First, I had to get Michael to agree to go along with this.
I yawn as I feel my tummy grumbling at me. I had not been able to hold down food all day. I was starving. But I was scared to start eating. I knew I would throw up. I wondered what I could eat. What had I not tried? Michael comes in the door. He looked super happy. I was sure happy to see him. He had a McDonald's bag with him in his hand. He hands it to me.
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"What is this?" I wonder. "Oh, a Big Mac meal! Yum!" I say.
Normally I loathed Big Mac's from there. I hated the secret sauce. And the shredded lettuce. But these past few weeks I loved them! Well the baby loved them! Michael knew what I needed. I try to scarf down a fry. So far so good. I moan happily then chow down on more. They were fresh fries to.
"Have you eaten anything yet?" he asks me.
"Oh, believe me I tried! This might be just what I needed" I tell him gratefully.
"Glad I could be of help" he chuckles.
He brushes my hair back from my face. He leans in kissing me on the cheek. He sits down beside me.
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"I am sorry I could not go to the set with you today" I tell him.
"Everyone wondered where you were today. They say hi" he says. "Anything happen at home?"
I shrug. "I was looking up baby names. And then I got a call from OK Magazine."
"Really what did they want?" he asks me.
I take a deep breath. "Well, they wanted to do a story on me. Me and you. About this baby to. I wanted to ask you first before I said yes", I explain to him.
"Do you want to do it?" he wonders.
I smile. "It would be nice to bring in income and help around here. Or save money for our little one"
"Do it if you want to. If they need me with you there, I am willing to if you want to" he offers.
I grin. "Michael you are so sweet!" I say happily. "I will have to give it some thought"
I begin to chow down on the Big Mac.
"How is it?" he asks me.
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I give him the thumbs up. I was stuffing my face as fast as I could go. This meal was super. When really it was not good for me. But it was what the baby wanted. What the baby wanted the baby got. For now. When the baby got here it was going to be diet time for mommy. Michael is sitting there looking over my list of baby names I had been doodling.
"Michael J. Fox Junior?" he asks me.
"If we have a boy" I say.
"You really want to name a baby after me?" he chuckles.
"Why not?" I tell him.
"I love you Nika. But let's think on the names first" he says.
"Check out the girls names" I demand to him.
He glances down at the names. "Lynda Rae, Tricia Grace" he says with a nod. "Some of these are pretty"
"You think so? I have to start thinking on names. We can't call them baby Fox" I laugh.
"Baby Foxy" he jokes.
"Michael" I giggle.
He smiles at me. He places his right hand on my belly. "I can't wait to meet Little Foxy" he teases me.
"Michael that is not going to be our babies name!" I warn him.
He laughs. "Come on! I am a big star! I can get away with it! Then we can start a trend! They will be naming babies Foxy all over the USA!" he laughs.
"No Michael! No!" I laugh.
I shake my head at him.
"Sorry little Foxy I tried" he tells the baby.
"MICHAEL! Stop calling the baby Foxy! It is not happening!" I burst out laughing. Men.
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