Pregnancy key points
Alexia Putellas x reader
Warning! Talks of body image and stretch marks.
I look down at the stick in my hands. OMG!!! The two stripes stare up at me mockingly. Im pregnant. Like Im actually freaking pregnant. Like there’s a baby in my fucking belly. I can’t believe it! It actually worked.
It takes a few hours for it to finally sink in. And when it finallydoes the fear comes like a blow. The logical part of my brain knows Alexia would be ecstatic. She would absolutely love this. But the other part keep me doubting. The multiple «what if» keep me on high alert. What if she doesn’t want this. What if she turn out hating the idea of a child. And worse… what if she don’t want a child with me.
I think of the perfect way to tell her. But it takes a few days for me to muster up the courage. I pack the small gift in a bag and put it on the counter. I’m way past pacing a hole in the carpet when i hear the keys in the lock. Alexia was finally home from training. I’d been out for a few weeks now already due to an injury in my hamstring.
“Y/N?” Alexia calls out my name. Im almost jumping from the nerves. “Yeah, im here!” I call out and start making my way towards the hallway.
I smile and welcome her in a hug. “How was training?” I feel my stomach do flips as she grins and start out on a rant about the pranks Patri and Pina had done today. I stare at her for a long while. “Mi amor?” I shake my head and focus on her again. “Yes?” I can se the small frown that now sits on her face. “What’s going on with you lately? You’ve been all weird since the injury.” I shake my head and feel my breath catching. “Ohhh… nothing. I just… i have a gift for you.” I turn around and start making my way towards the kitchen.
“It’s not my birthday?” Alexia looks confused as i hand her the tiny bag. “What is it?” She shakes the bag but it makes no sound. I feel a smile creeping up my face but still feel the butterflies in my stomach intensify. “It’s a surprise.” I stare at her while she opens the bag. Trying to read her expression. Her face twists from happy to confused as she pulls out the tiny Barcelona jersey. The number 11 and name (Mami) at the back is what makes her understand and i see her face break out in a grin. Before I know it she’s picked me up and spun me around. “It’s true si?” I look at the happiness on her face and nod. The grin on my face almost hurts. “Yeah we are going to be parents!”
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We waited about two weeks to tell our families. Mostly to just be able to enjoy it on our own first. My family was quite easy to tell since it had to be done over the phone. We sat down one evening and made the FaceTime call to my parents.
Her family was a completely different story. We started by making two small gift baskets. Much like the one i had given Alexia, but with a few twists. We got costume made Barcelona jerseys with Alexia’s number and the words tía (aunt) and abuela (grandma) on them. We also put down a paper with the words be the godmother? In Albas basket. And of course the both of them got a few snacks in their baskets as well.
We decided to give them their baskets on our weekly dinners at Eli’s house. They had both been asking what we were up to lately since we had been so secretive. We arrive on time like always. One of the perks of having Alexia by my side. She’d always been a time freak.
We get inside and Alexia hides the gift bags in the hallway. We decided to wait til the end of dinner to tell them so that we actually get some food in us tonight. But when the time comes I pretend to need the restroom. I bring the bags with me and set them down in front of Alba and Eli. “What’s this?” Alba looks up in surprise. “No tenías que hacerlo” (you didn’t have to) Eli smiles warmly.
I just smile back at them and sit down. We both eye them curiously while they slowly open the bags. Alba understands first and her whole demeanour changes. She stares straight at Alexia. Mouth open in shock. I grin. “Is that a yes?”
“Yes!? Of course it’s a yes!” She jumps from her seat and basically runs around the table to hug me. Eli seams to just now grasp the situation and she immediately brightens up. “Voy a ser abuela?” Alexia nods. Eli’s eyes tears up and we both get up to hug her. While all this i going on Alba is jumping up and down in happiness. ”What will you call her? Him? Them?” I look at Alexia. “We haven’t really thought about that yet.”
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We decided to tell the team just a few days later. I was supposed to go back to training in a few days so we thought it would be smart to let them know. I created a plan on how to do it.
Alexia walks into the changing room just like any other day. The only difference is that i also walk in behind her. Because of the injury i hadn’t been in the changing room for a few weeks. And then it was also the large box of cupcakes that Alexia carried. Mapi immediately notices and grin. “You baked for us Capi?” Alexa rolls her eyes and shakes her head. “No Maria I didn’t. It was my lovely wife here.”
She jumps up immediately. “Let me taste!” Alexia sets down the box and the teams all come over to get one. Mapi who’s basically sprinted over gasps the second she looks in the box. Her eyes snap towards me and i let out a chuckle while nodding my head. She jumps in happiness and more or less tackles Alexia in a hug. It’s a miracle they don’t fly to the floor. Not long after Im picked up. I squeal in surprise and shock. “MARIA! Put her down!” Alexia immediately comes to my rescue. But it’s of no use as her “children” already surround her.
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I hunch over the toilet again. Urgh… i feel like shit. I have been throwing up every morning for god knows how long. Since a few days before i figured out about this lovely baby i have in my stomach. Just as Im about to stand up i feel the nausea come back full force and i gag. I must be really out of it because i jump when i feel warm hand against my back.
“Sorry mi amor. Didn’t mean to scare you. How are you feeling?” Alexia’s raspy morning voice fills the quiet space. “Like I’ve been hit by a train… that carried a bus.” I groan. I can hear the quiet chuckle that comes from her lips. “It’s not funny!” I pinch her thigh. “Ow… I know amor. Im sorry. What can i do for you?” Her fingers gently frame my face as she scoops my hair up into a ponytail. “Could you get me some water?”
I feel her move away from me and towards the sink. Every move of my head makes it pound harder and i feel another wave of nausea roll through me. I gag again. “This baby better be really cute! I feel like sh*t!” I groan. At that it seams like Alexia can’t take it anymore and she bursts out laughing. Ohhhh… she’s in the doghouse now.
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«I feel ugly» is the first thing that comes to my mind. I stare at myself in the mirror. My body. I feel fat and bloated and tired and not to even talk about the new stretch marks i have. I feel tears start streaming down my face. Ohh… and these hormones. Im a wreck. I can’t believe Alexia actually still want to be with me.
Im so stuck in my own head that I don’t even hear her come through the door. “Amor! What’s wrong?” She is beside me in seconds. As beautiful as ever. Even in her sweaty workout clothes she looks like a model on a runway. “Im so ugly!” I cry out “Im fat and discussing and look like a… a disgusting…” i hiccup and start full out crying. She immediately takes a hold of me and i burry my head into her shoulder.
She moves us over to the bed carefully. “Amor… shhh…” i hiccup and look up at her face. “Im sorry!” Im just soooo tired. Her hands gently cup my face. I feel her lips on my forehead and immediately feel the calm start spreading through me. She didn’t even have to talk to get me calm. “Mi Vida. Your not fat… your pregnant. And that’s beautiful. I don’t care about how you look. Your amazing! Your carrying my child and i will forever be grateful for that. You haven’t ever looked more raw and sexy in your life.” Her hand gently moves to caress my belly and i feel my whole life stop. “Really?” My voice quivers as i look up her at face with teary eyes. “Si” she kisses my forehead and hold me close to her until i fall asleep.
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We had gotten Alba to fix everything. And she had definitely gotten all out. Ballon’s filled our backyard. Banners and confetti all over the tables. Girl or boy written in bright letters across the door. Everyone was there. Her family, my family and our club teammates. She had even started a betting system on who believed it was a boy and who believed it was a girl. Typical Alba style.
The time came. It was time to find out the gender. I was fully expecting a cake or something along those lines. But it was a total shock when she comes out with a football. I roll my eyes at her and look at alexia who is already rolling up her sleeves. She takes the microphone and says proudly “As the godmother and the favourite aunt i here by want to announce that these two idiots will need not just one but two balls for this to be right.” Everyone looks at each other confused. I also look at her like she’s crazy. What did she mean by that? “They’re getting twins!” She yells down the microphone.
Everyone is stunned for a second, even me and alexia. But it doesn’t take long for someone to shout out congratulations. I look over at Alexia and grin. We were having twins. That’s the reason my belly was so large. Alba quickly gets the second ball from inside and puts them side by side. I step back and look at Alexia. “ ready?” She grins at me and at my nod she takes off. And poof the ball explodes in a pink dust. And the whole party cheers and alexia kisses my cheek. I grin and push her towards the second one. And poof… blue dust flies everywhere. The second she hits the ball she’s running back towards me to hug me. One of each. We are getting twins.