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“Mm, I think we can find a way around it,” he said, smiling back. By sidling up to her at an angle, Jack was able to keep her belly out of the way and wrap his arms around her. His chin rested on her shoulder as he cuddled her close. “And sure, I can do that. They make some nice waterproof paints, so we could even wash it, when we had to.” 

She snuggled up into him, taking in his warmth. “That’s important so I can put it in the washer.” Her hands gripped his shirt, body slowly swaying to some unheard music. “I can’t believe we’re going to be parent’s soon…just a bit more and we can both hold her and show her all the love in the world..”

“I know,” he murmured against her neck as he nuzzled her. He’d dreamed about them having a child, but now that it was really happening, it was still so overwhelming. He was going to be a father. She was going to be a mother. And what would their child look like? They knew from the sonogram that it was a girl, and that her head was a normal size, but would she have blue skin, or peach? Would she have hair? Would she have his bright green eyes, or Katelynn’s soft brown ones? So many questions, so many hopes. 

“I wish we didn’t have to wait so long. When she comes … no parents will ever have loved a child as much as we’re going to love her." 

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“I think that sounds wonderful.” Jack looked around the cozy, warmly-lit nursery. They’d agreed that the baby would sleep in their room for the first month or two, so they could be close to her and bond, but this room would be ready and waiting in the meantime. 

He walked over and examined the crib. “Maybe we could get some gauzy fabric, and sew stars onto it? Or I could paint some on.” 

“Yes!” She clapped happily, dusting off a few of the stuffed animals. “Or we could do both? Leave space for me to sew some on? Make it glittery.” When she was done with that, she moved back to try to cuddle against Jack but her stomach got in the way. She pouted.

“Seems the baby is keeping us apart,” she joked, smiling at him. The hormones of her pregnancy had made her a bit more clingy toward her husband, always wishing to cuddle by his side.

“Mm, I think we can find a way around it,” he said, smiling back. By sidling up to her at an angle, Jack was able to keep her belly out of the way and wrap his arms around her. His chin rested on her shoulder as he cuddled her close. “And sure, I can do that. They make some nice waterproof paints, so we could even wash it, when we had to." 

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She squealed at this and teetered on her feet. “Yes! A photo wall dedicated to our baby! All of her moments!” Her hands rested on her cheeks to calm her smiling down. “But we have wall space for that, love.”

He couldn’t help smiling as he watched her. She was so adorable and sweet when she got this excited, and he always loved seeing her that way. “Well, like I said, let’s see how this one turns out first. Maybe we’ll find some more pieces we want to try out, too.” 

They brought the lights into the studio, and Jack started work painting the canvas. Since it was going to be all one color, he cheated a little, using a roller instead of a brush to keep the paint smooth and even. Once the canvas was done, he set it up to dry. 

“It’ll be ready in an hour or two,” he said to Katelynn. “In the meantime, we can go take a look at the room again, and see what else we want to do?” 

“Okay!” She slid her fingers between his to bring him along to the room, the crib set up already in the middle. Her eyes strayed about the fixings, the wall already showing pictures of Katelynn and her stages of pregnancy to catalog the timeline. She had left plenty of space for more, wishing to cover the entire thing with pictures of their little’s ones life.

“Hmmm…I really want a piece of cloth covering her crib and maybe some cute little stars to decorate over that? I really like the idea of a sort of sky, stars, moon theme, you know?”

“I think that sounds wonderful.” Jack looked around the cozy, warmly-lit nursery. They’d agreed that the baby would sleep in their room for the first month or two, so they could be close to her and bond, but this room would be ready and waiting in the meantime. 

He walked over and examined the crib. “Maybe we could get some gauzy fabric, and sew stars onto it? Or I could paint some on." 

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He caught the box as she handed it down. Once she was safely on the floor, though, he set it down, and pulled her into his arms for a tender kiss. “I know. She’ll be perfect, and it’ll be perfect for her.” He nuzzled Katelynn’s forehead, and ran his hand gently over her belly. 

“It’ll take a few hours for the canvas to be ready. But we can bring the lights into the studio, at least.” 

His kisses always left her light headed but there was something so intimate about how he touched her belly. It made her heart soar when he showed their child affection. “Mmmhmm…we’re making a whole bunch right? To cover the wall?”

Jack, who had only prepared one canvas, was a little taken aback. “W-well, we can. But why don’t we finish this one first, and see how it turns out? Besides,” he smiled, “don’t you want to put up other pictures too?” 

She squealed at this and teetered on her feet. “Yes! A photo wall dedicated to our baby! All of her moments!” Her hands rested on her cheeks to calm her smiling down. “But we have wall space for that, love.”

He couldn’t help smiling as he watched her. She was so adorable and sweet when she got this excited, and he always loved seeing her that way. “Well, like I said, let’s see how this one turns out first. Maybe we’ll find some more pieces we want to try out, too." 

They brought the lights into the studio, and Jack started work painting the canvas. Since it was going to be all one color, he cheated a little, using a roller instead of a brush to keep the paint smooth and even. Once the canvas was done, he set it up to dry. 

"It’ll be ready in an hour or two,” he said to Katelynn. “In the meantime, we can go take a look at the room again, and see what else we want to do?" 

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“As long as we don’t turn it into her changing room, I’ll be fine with it,” Jack chuckled. “But once she starts crawling, we really will need to keep her out of it. I keep sharp tools in there, and some of the oils and thinners I use are toxic.” 

“Of course love. Or you could just keep them out of reach. Who knows, she may take after you and love art.” Finally finding the right box, she handed it down to him before descending the stairs. “Phew…she’s a heavy little thing. I can’t wait to see the results of her room. It’ll so so pretty at night with the lights and everything! A night sky for our angel to sleep in.”

He caught the box as she handed it down. Once she was safely on the floor, though, he set it down, and pulled her into his arms for a tender kiss. “I know. She’ll be perfect, and it’ll be perfect for her.” He nuzzled Katelynn’s forehead, and ran his hand gently over her belly. 

“It’ll take a few hours for the canvas to be ready. But we can bring the lights into the studio, at least.” 

His kisses always left her light headed but there was something so intimate about how he touched her belly. It made her heart soar when he showed their child affection. “Mmmhmm…we’re making a whole bunch right? To cover the wall?”

Jack, who had only prepared one canvas, was a little taken aback. “W-well, we can. But why don’t we finish this one first, and see how it turns out? Besides,” he smiled, “don’t you want to put up other pictures too?" 

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“Heh, that’s not a bad idea.” Not wanting to make his heavily pregnant wife do all the work, Jack left his paints for now and came out to help her. “We’re no doubt going to end up with a lot more stuff over the years, we should start clearing space now,” he joked. 

“It’s a big change to have a baby and have them take over your space,” she joked back, looking down at him with a smile. “Your art studio might even be invaded.” She took some boxes down carefully so she couldn’t fall, checking them to make sure they had the lights. “Baby bottles and blankets everywhere.”

“As long as we don’t turn it into her changing room, I’ll be fine with it,” Jack chuckled. “But once she starts crawling, we really will need to keep her out of it. I keep sharp tools in there, and some of the oils and thinners I use are toxic.” 

“Of course love. Or you could just keep them out of reach. Who knows, she may take after you and love art.” Finally finding the right box, she handed it down to him before descending the stairs. “Phew…she’s a heavy little thing. I can’t wait to see the results of her room. It’ll so so pretty at night with the lights and everything! A night sky for our angel to sleep in.”

He caught the box as she handed it down. Once she was safely on the floor, though, he set it down, and pulled her into his arms for a tender kiss. “I know. She’ll be perfect, and it’ll be perfect for her.” He nuzzled Katelynn’s forehead, and ran his hand gently over her belly. 

“It’ll take a few hours for the canvas to be ready. But we can bring the lights into the studio, at least." 

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It took a bit of digging around the closet for the boxes since they had piled other things in front of it. “How did we acquire so much stuff…? Love, there’s so much stuff in here. I think we’re going to have to clean this closet out eventually.” She grabbed a ladder to find the lights. “Maybe do a garage sale..”

“Heh, that’s not a bad idea.” Not wanting to make his heavily pregnant wife do all the work, Jack left his paints for now and came out to help her. “We’re no doubt going to end up with a lot more stuff over the years, we should start clearing space now,” he joked. 

“It’s a big change to have a baby and have them take over your space,” she joked back, looking down at him with a smile. “Your art studio might even be invaded.” She took some boxes down carefully so she couldn’t fall, checking them to make sure they had the lights. “Baby bottles and blankets everywhere.”

“As long as we don’t turn it into her changing room, I’ll be fine with it,” Jack chuckled. “But once she starts crawling, we really will need to keep her out of it. I keep sharp tools in there, and some of the oils and thinners I use are toxic." 

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In an instant he was at her side, putting his arm around her and helping her to her feet. “Now you go easy on your mommy,” he scolded her belly. “We’re doing this for you.” To Katelynn, he went on, “I think we have some old Christmas lights in the closet, don’t we? If you get those, I’ll get a canvas ready.” 

As if in response to his words, a quick bump appeared on her belly from it punching out to him. “Oh!” She giggled, pressing her palms there and rubbing around it to soothe it down. “Don’t think they liked that….Okay, love I’ll go get the lights.” She pressed a quick peck to his nose and hobbled off to retrieve them.

Jack watched her go, then headed into the room they’d designated as his studio. It was one of the few rooms in the house with a lock on the door – when their child came, he or she would have to be kept away from the paints. He had several canvas frames waiting, and picked out one that looked the right size. With practiced skill, he stretched a canvas over it, and began mixing up some sky-blue paint. 

It took a bit of digging around the closet for the boxes since they had piled other things in front of it. “How did we acquire so much stuff…? Love, there’s so much stuff in here. I think we’re going to have to clean this closet out eventually.” She grabbed a ladder to find the lights. “Maybe do a garage sale..”

“Heh, that’s not a bad idea.” Not wanting to make his heavily pregnant wife do all the work, Jack left his paints for now and came out to help her. “We’re no doubt going to end up with a lot more stuff over the years, we should start clearing space now,” he joked. 

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She tries to stand up with her belly in the way but is more like a turtle on her back. “Okay one second. Just need to stand up. The baby is snuggling me down into the floor.”

In an instant he was at her side, putting his arm around her and helping her to her feet. “Now you go easy on your mommy,” he scolded her belly. “We’re doing this for you.” To Katelynn, he went on, “I think we have some old Christmas lights in the closet, don’t we? If you get those, I’ll get a canvas ready.” 

As if in response to his words, a quick bump appeared on her belly from it punching out to him. “Oh!” She giggled, pressing her palms there and rubbing around it to soothe it down. “Don’t think they liked that….Okay, love I’ll go get the lights.” She pressed a quick peck to his nose and hobbled off to retrieve them.

Jack watched her go, then headed into the room they’d designated as his studio. It was one of the few rooms in the house with a lock on the door – when their child came, he or she would have to be kept away from the paints. He had several canvas frames waiting, and picked out one that looked the right size. With practiced skill, he stretched a canvas over it, and began mixing up some sky-blue paint. 

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“Love will you help me make these for the baby? Please? It would be adorable for the baby’s room.” She gave him puppy dog eyes.

He was taken aback when he saw the tutorial. This was one of the most sweet, adorable art ideas he’d ever seen. “Oh, Katelynn, I love it. Yes, let’s get started!” 

She tries to stand up with her belly in the way but is more like a turtle on her back. “Okay one second. Just need to stand up. The baby is snuggling me down into the floor.”

In an instant he was at her side, putting his arm around her and helping her to her feet. “Now you go easy on your mommy,” he scolded her belly. “We’re doing this for you.” To Katelynn, he went on, “I think we have some old Christmas lights in the closet, don’t we? If you get those, I’ll get a canvas ready."