“Lizzy, what did the doctor say?”

Instead of answering she gave him a secretive smile that showed she was hiding something and she moved from his arms and walked to the center of the room. Her silence only served to agitate him more.

“Lizzy?!”

She walked to the far corner of the room and stood about four feet away from it and spread out her arms as she finally spoke, her voice trembling with emotion. “I think that the crib would look good right here.”

Now, Edward Masen was a smart man, no one ever doubted that, but at that moment perhaps it was his concern that clouded his ability to think clearly and realize what it was that his beautiful wife was trying to tell him. “Well, of course, if that’s what you’d like. Someday when we have a ba…”

It was when he almost said the word “baby” that the clues finally fell into place and he stood stunned, his sapphire blue eyes wide for a moment. “Baby. Baby? Baby! We’re going to have a baby?!”

As she turned to look at him, she couldn’t help but giggle at the fact that he had said the word “baby” with four different tones and inflections in such a short span of time. She was grinning so much and couldn’t stop so her only response was to nod at his words.

Before she knew it he had taken her up in his arms and was twirling and jumping about the empty room with her, laughing happily. Then she was a bit startled when he suddenly set her down, the happiness there in his eyes, but worry etched in his features again. “Oh! Sorry! I shouldn’t be jostling you about.” He bent over and patted her still flat stomach and whispered, “Sorry, sorry!” As if their son or daughter could feel what was going on or understand what he was saying.

Even as she laughed and whispered, “I don’t think your jostling me about is going to hurt the baby, love.” He could only grin sheepishly, but didn’t straighten up and just stayed bent over for a moment, staring at her stomach as if he expected the baby to grown right before his eyes.

After a moment he kneeled in front of her and both his hands rested gently against her stomach and then he moved his arms around her waist, nuzzled her stomach a bit and kissed it before he rested his cheek against it. He was like that as his voice, choked with emotion, whispered, “Thank you.”

She felt a bit choked up herself and ran her fingers through his hair and just held him there and whispered. “No, Edward. Thank you.”

Yes, life got better everyday and just when she thought she’d reached a pinnacle, there was more perfection to be found ahead.