Contents: pregnancy, vomiting, smut if you squint, amab!Sevika, insecurity.
AN: I didn’t really read over this so don’t be shocked if it’s sucks balls
When you first found out you were pregnant, you squealed loud enough that it had woken Sevika. You’ve had a feeling for a couple of days that you were pregnant but didn’t want to jinx it.
It has been almost a year of trying very hard for a baby. Tracking your menstrual cycle on your calendar, cutting alcohol completely out of your diet and countless of doctor’s appointments to make sure you two were both healthy.
“You okay baby?” Sevikas voice echos outside the bathroom door, still groggy from just being woken up.
Swinging the door open, she can tell by the way you’re smiling, tears rolling down your face. Her eyes travel down and land on the positive pregnancy test in your hands.
“Oh my god! I love you so much”
She quickly lunges and wraps her arms around you, pulling you into her chest which was beating faster than the speed of light.
If there is a hell, this is the closest you want to get to it. You initially thought your pregnancy was going to be a breeze since it was for your mother and grandmother, oh how you were so wrong.
At exactly six am every single morning you are woken up with intense nausea and end up hunched over the porcelain toilet bowl with Sevika rubbing your back and holding your hair.
It was exhausting. The foods you once loved? Can’t even be in the same room with them without gagging. The foods you once hated? You crave them every night. Which Sevika would always make sure was stocked in the kitchen.
It was almost unbearable how much you were struggling, but the thought of raising a little Sevika keeps you grounded.
On top of all that, you also became extremely sensitive and emotional. You could look over at Sevika reading and that alone will cause you to start sobbing.
You started to show, Sevika insists that she takes a photo with your digital camera every week. Wanting to savour these moments forever. The nausea was still present, but it had improved.
Now laying on your back with Sevika on lying face to face with your growing belly.
Gently kissing and whispering sweet nothings, your hands rake through her hair. This is Sevikas favourite part of her day, coming home to take care of her wife who was carrying her baby.
The pregnancy glow has officially hit you, Sevika cannot take your eyes off of you. Whether you’re cuddled into her or you’re throwing your guts up, her heart flutters like a teenager when you look at her.
You didn’t know that extreme fatigue was a side effect, but you’re constantly fighting to keep your eyes open. Sev takes notice of this and keeps extra quiet around the house when you are napping.
The bump is growing fast, which means stretch marks and you’re not exactly thrilled by that. Even if you try and not be bothered by it, you can’t help it, you avoid looking at yourself in the mirror for too long.
Stripping out of your clothes you attempt to cover the marks with your arms, Sevika eyes dart to you and her brows furrow, pulling away from the showers handle she walks towards you.
“Baby, look in the mirror”
Her calloused hands attempt to turn you around but you stay grounded, face burrowing into her bare chest out of embarrassment.
Meeting your red teary eyed reflection, sev kisses the top of your head.
“Look at you, you are so unbelievably gorgeous, and you’re single handedly growing our baby. You should be so proud of yourself”
The first time you feel the baby kick is at two in the morning. The gentle little fluttering in your stomach brings tears to your eyes.
“Sev, the baby’s kicking!” Being as quiet as you could be with excitement filling your body.
Her eyes slowly open, registering what you had said.
Before she can move you grab her hand and place it on your bump.
“Holy shit.. that’s our baby”
“Yeah, that’s our baby” you grin at her, she pushes herself forward and peppers kisses all over your cheeks and lips.
One thing you did like about your body changing was that your breasts had filled out, no longer able to fit your bras. Which Sevika was not complaining about one bit, she loves massaging and kissing your tits.
Baby brain has also hit you hard, you would be halfway through a conversation and completely forget what you were talking about, Sevika would always have to remind you.
Nights have become restless due to how uncomfortable you were, rolling around on the bed for hours trying to find a semi comfortable position. You are either too hot or too cold, it was so annoying. So oftentimes you lie awake and listen to Sevs quiet snores.
Twenty times… twenty times you have gone to the bathroom in the last hour. You know that it was normal to pee a lot, but god it was annoying.
On the bright side your bump is bigger than ever and you still have two months. The once gentle kicking has now turned into what feels like a WWE match inside of you.
Sev loves it, saying how strong the kid is going to be, how they won’t take shit from anyone.
After along time to think you and Sevika both decided that you wanted to keep it a surprise and find out the gender when you gave birth. Even though you were both secretly pining for a girl, just the thought of a little you and sev running up and down the halls makes you cry.
You couldn’t wait for this baby to be out, no more nausea, pounding headaches or spending most of your day on the toilet.
Of course you were going to miss the fact this is the closest the baby will ever be to you, but you were tired of feeling ill.
And most importantly, getting to see sev become all motherly and domestic. She gets six weeks paid parental leave after you give birth which is a win, she cannot wait to take care of you and mini you.
Your bump feels extra heavy today, leaning over the kitchen counter from the aching pain that’s spread over your back. Sevs arms wraps around behind you and her hands travel to the underside of your belly, gently lifting which gives you the biggest relief you haven’t felt in months.
Her lips puckering quick kisses on the side of your neck, softly swaying side to side.
The final month, thank goodness. You had eagerly started packing the hospital bag on first day of the month. Constantly trying to learn new ways to induce labour like drinking herbal teas that Sevikas mother had suggested, and of course, sex. A lot of sex.
You were worried that your and Sevikas sex life would be interrupted, but it’s stronger than ever in your opinion. With your hormones changing you are basically always horny.
The bump is no longer a bump anymore, it’s a boulder. You have learned to love your new body with the help of sevika, her praises and compliments have started to seep into your brain. You couldn’t be more grateful for her.
It’s a couple weeks before you’re expected to give birth, the night has fallen and Sevikas lies behind you, hands placed onto your stomach.
Before you know it, liquid is leaking out from your underwear and soaking the blankets.
The car has already been packed of everything you’ll need, diapers, clothing, extra large pads for postpartum and countless other items.
Labour was hard, very hard, but extremely rewarding.
Baby hairs stick to your forehead as you finally let out the last excruciating push. Pain shooting through your body,
squeezing Sevikas hand, the only thing that’s keeping you from passing out.
The sound of wailing fills your ears, everything around you stops.
Pealing your eyes open the doctor hastily wipes her off and hands her to you.
The pain no longer bothers you, all you can focus on is her, her skin is tan and her dark hair has already started to grow. Turning your head to the side you lock eyes with Sevika, tears rolling down her face as she stares at her.
You can’t help but think how immensely happy you are.
