“I have something,” Tyler said as he walked into his bedroom to see Olivia reading a book and looking at him curiously. She was thirty-four weeks now, five weeks away from birth, and heavily pregnant. Her mood swings were all over the place and she was often complaining about her swollen ankles and hands.
“What?” she said dropping the book and raising an eyebrow when he handed her a bag. Olivia opened it curiously and smiled pulling out a blue onesie with the words:
Mommy and Daddy love me.
“Wow...” she said looking up at him and placing it against her bump. “This is so cute! Where did you get it?”
“Not me, Tania was having a look online and ordered it a while back,” he said trailing his hand over the soft material. “I can’t wait to see him or her,”
“Six weeks, give or take, I could g
