It had been two hours since the baby started it's temper tantrum. We pulled up to Harry's house, and the baby started kicking faster. It started to get painful, since they were kicking in the same spot over and over for two hours.

Lilly rushed to the front door, where I took my time, not to make the baby angrier. When I reached the front door, Harry opened it. I knew he was home alone, both his garages where open and there were no cars in his driveway except his. He looked confused until he saw me wince as the baby elbowed and kicked at the same time.

"The baby won't stop kicking me! They've been doing it for almost two and a half hours. It's getting painful." I said, holding my side.

"What am I suppose to do?!" He asked.

"Sing to them!" Lilly answered for me. I was sitting on the couch in his living room, rubbing my tummy. He got down on his knees in front of me, putting both his hands on the sides of my stomach. He began to quietly sing to them. Instantly, the kicking and elbowing stopped, and they settled down again. Asleep at last. I sighed in relief when the fluttering in my stomach stopped. Harry kept his hands on the sides of my baby bump. He quickly kissed it and let go, getting up and going into the kitchen. He returned with a glass of water and a plate of oreos.

We spoke about the baby, until Harry said his parents would be home soon. He was still frightened to tell his parents he knocked a girl up.

"My next ultrasound is in two weeks, will you be there?" I asked, standing in the doorway. He looked me in the eye for a few seconds, before nodding. I gave him a loving smile before leaving.

Later that night, the baby woke up again, and wouldn't go back to sleep, so I called Harry. I put the phone on speaker and he sang into it, the jumpy baby went to sleep. I suddenly found myself calling Harry a lot the rest of the month to have him sing to the fussy fetus growing in my body.

24 WEEKS

I sat in the clinic's office, waiting for Harry. The appointment was in 20 minutes, and today I had Jesse and Lilly with me for the first time. The baby was the size of a cantaloupe, and my stomach was the size of mars. Every time the door opened I would look over, only to see another pregnant woman and her baby daddy. When the doctor called my name, I lost hope, but the door opened.

"Sorry I'm late." Harry said, shoving his keys in his pocket. I smiled and followed the doctor into the room. She began by putting the chilled gel on my bump, and rubbed it in with the x-ray wand. I saw a real baby, only a tiny version.

"Alright, you're 24 weeks along, by now the babies face is formed! You'll be seeing a lot of facial expressions, like here, they look a little angry, because of the cold gel..." She giggled. "Would you like to know the gender, it says here back in March you said you want to know the gender later on...?" She said, but in a questioning tone.

"I don't want to know yet." I decided. She nodded and printed out the pictures. I gave everyone a copy, but I gave Harry two different ones. The first thing he did was pull out his wallet and put it in a pocket. He closed his wallet and put it back in his jeans.

When I got to Lilly's car, Harry followed us. Jesse and Lilly got inside of the vehicle, where as I was about to, but Harry stopped me. He pulled me into a hug, pressing the baby bump to his torso, when he pulled away, he kissed my cheek, then put a hand on my belly, waking up the baby. They fluttered around before going back to sleep. He helped me into the car and closed the door for me, then waved through the window and walked to his own car.

"I told you, he's not like most boys..." Lilly said, before starting her car and driving us to my house.