"Hey Lizzie, hand me that cake pan." I say turning around to grab the eggs and my huge stomach knocks the bowl of flour onto the floor. "Dammit!"

"Here let me help you." Lizzie says rubbing my now 7 month pregnant belly.

Everyone moved to the farm and settled into their new homes. Ryder helped Zane get the room ready for the baby, they finished that up a few days ago. Paul and Travis really took to working on the farm and it seems like everyone's pretty happy they made the decision to move.

I am so happy they moved here. I could not go any longer without them in my life. Joe and Martha have been awesome, I do now call them mom and dad and it's been great having someone to call mom and dad.

Mom wanted to start up a bakery so we started off simple by baking breads and muffins. It then moved onto cakes, cupcakes, cookies and a few other things. Once word got out about our delicious baked goods, people all over town practically ran to get their hands on them. Us girls handle baking while mom and Aunt Rita help run the family business.

Aunt Rita and Uncle Rick also moved to Oregon but they live about a half hour from the farm. They wanted to keep some distance because Aunt Rita and mom are still working on their relationship.

Dads talking about building a bakery down the road some still on the farm property so we can expand. I honestly don't know how much longer I can keep this up nearing 8 months very soon.

Zane and I have decided to wait till the babies born to find out the gender. It's killing me not knowing but I know that very soon we will be holding our precious baby in our arms.

"Maybe you should go sit down for a little bit and put your feet up." Lizzie says cleaning the flour up from the floor obviously taking in how swollen my ankles are.

"I'm fine. Oh!"

"What's wrong?" Lizzie jumps up alarmed. "It's not time is it?"

"No ha." I giggle at the look on her face. "The baby just is kicking up a storm."

"Don't scare me."

"What's going on?" Jamie asks walking into the kitchen. "Woah what happened here?" She asks pointing at the flour on the floor.

"Just Lucy's belly knocking things over again." Lizzie says laughing.

"Wait until you get pregnant!" I say in defense.

Lizzie sticks her tongue out at me and starts gathering up everything that's ready to be delivered. Since we don't have an actual bakery with a store front we take orders and Serena and Jamie deliver.

"Jake leave me alone!!!" Jeremy yells trying to run away from Jake.

Jake is chasing Jeremy with a nerf gun and Jeremy isn't having it. Hannah comes in crying and I immediately run to her to find out what's wrong.

She holds up her doll and the head is detached from the body. "Oh Hannah what happened?" I ask taking the doll from her hand.

"Jeremy broke her!" Big crocodile tears stream down her face.

"Jeremy! Get in here!" I yell.

Jeremy comes running into the kitchen with Jake behind him. I hold the doll and her head up. "Care to explain?"

"She was in my way and wouldn't leave me alone. I didn't want to play stupid dolls with her!" Jeremy pouts.

"That's why I was I was chasing him Lucy! That was mean!" Jake says defending himself.

"You say sorry to your sister!" I sternly say to Jeremy.

The little shit looks at me and says he's sorry. "Not to me, to Hannah." At this point I'm losing my patience.

"Everything ok?" Zane asks walking into the kitchen.

I hand him the doll. "Can you fix this for Hannah and I'm going to take Jeremy to his room for a talk."

"Uh oh! You're in trrrrrrooooubbbbllllllleeeee!" Jake teases.

"You! Stop it or you're next!" I say pointing at Jake.

Jake puts his head down and runs off to his room. Hannah stares at Zane waiting patiently to see if he is able to fix her dolly.

Taking Jeremy into his room, I shut the door behind me. "Look I understand she's your little sister and it gets annoying with her wanting to play with you all the time, but that doesn't give you the right to break her toys. If it happens again she will have my full permission to come in here and break something of yours."

"But Lucy!" Jeremy pouts.

"But Lucy nothing. I mean it!"

"I'm sorry Lucy." He says tears welling up in his eyes.

"You need to apologize to Hannah, not me." I say.

"Ok." He gets up and leaves his room to go apologize to Hannah.

Zane was handing Hannah her doll with a huge smile on her face. "Oh thank you Zane!"

Jeremy walks over to Hannah and gives her a hug telling her that he's sorry. She of coarse says it's ok and hugs him back.

Hannah runs off upstairs to her room and I thank Jeremy for apologizing. He runs over and gives me a big hug. "Your going to be a great mom sis!"

"Thanks Jeremy, but please you are going to make me cry." He smiles at me and runs off.

Zane walks over to me and wraps his arms around me. "You sure are going to be a great mom." He kisses me and then kisses my belly.

"Well aren't you two so cute." Mom says.

"Hey mom! How was work?" I ask.

"It was long and tiring. How was everything here?"

"Well I kind of knocked a bowl of flour over and Lizzie started to clean up but is now helping Serena and Jamie load up the jeep for the deliveries."

"Don't worry sweetie, I'll clean it up. I know it's hard to bend over." She offers.

"No I got it." Zane says with a broom already in his hand to start sweeping it up.

"Honey why don't you head home to rest. You need to get off of your feet."

"Alright." I say giving in.

"Give me a second to clean this up and I'll walk you over." Zane says as he cleans the flour up.

"Oh just to let you know mom I had to break up a fight between the kids." I start to explain.

"Oh yeah? What happened?" She asks.

"Jeremy ripped the head off of Hannah's dolly and Jake thought that was mean so he chased Jeremy around the house with his nerf gun. But don't worry, Zane fixed the doll, I had a talk with Jeremy and he apologized. They are all now in their own rooms."

"I'm sorry Lucy that you had to deal with that."

"It's ok. It was a rather easy fight to break up."

"Lucy handled it like a champ. She was awesome!" Zane says.

"She must have gotten that from her father." She laughs.

"Ok I'm all done cleaning up. Ready to go home?" Zane asks.

"Beyond ready to get off these feet!"

My poor feet and ankles started swelling at the beginning of my sixth month. The really hurt and I don't know how much more I can take of the swelling. The doctor doesn't seem concerned, telling me most pregnant women experience swelling. There hasn't been any complications and so far the baby is healthy. My cancer has stayed away and since I'm pregnant they test me monthly to make sure I'm still clear.

I lean on Zane as we slowly make our way to our house. He takes really good care of me and does everything possible to make me comfortable. He's an amazing husband and he will be an amazing father also.

We get to the house and he helps me up the steps and into the house. I waddle to the couch and sit down. He pulls the ottoman over and lifts my feet onto it and takes my shoes off.

"I think you should think about taking it easy the rest of your pregnancy." Zane suggests.

"I'll go crazy Zane!"

"I know but your feet are so swollen babe."

"Yeah and they hurt." I agree.

"Maybe only go over to help like 2 days a week. I'm sure they can handle it without you."

"You're probably right. I just can't sit here and do nothing though."

"Lucy you are about three days away from being 8 months pregnant. You only have one month to go and honestly it would do you and the baby some good to take it easy."

He's right, I know he's right. This baby literally can come any day now. I guess I better listen to him and take it easy for me and the baby.

"Alright you win." I say giving in.

He leans over and gives me a kiss. I don't know what I would do without him. He literally is the greatest.

"Do you want some cool wash clothes for your ankles?" He asks.

"Do you mind?"

"Not at all and I'm going to grab you some water. Why don't you try and take a nap too?"

"You sir are too good to me." I say smiling.

"I do what I can." He winks and walks to the kitchen for the cool clothes and water.

"Oh boy! This baby is crazy active today!"

"Let me feel!" He says running in to feel my belly. "He's going to be a football player for sure!"

"He?"

"Yeah Lucy I have a feeling it's a boy."

"Funny Zane because I've had tons of dreams of it being a girl."

I hate referring to the baby as it because the baby is not an it. Mom and dad know what the baby is though. When we went for the ultrasound we agreed that the doctor can tell them but Zane and I don't want to know. I'm sure they told everyone else too. I don't care as long as they do no spill it with us.

"What are you thinking being about?"

"How I hate referring to the baby as an it and how I cannot wait to have this baby so we can find out the sex. Oh and how much I love you." I say smiling.

"I love you too baby. Now come here." He says pulling me into him and he just holds me.

I must of fallen asleep because when I wake up Zane is no longer sitting with me. I swing my legs over the edge of the couch and rock myself till I can stand up. I know this sounds silly but right now I'm as big as a house and that works. I find Zane in the kitchen cooking dinner and it smells amazing.

He turns around. "Oh good you are up just in time. Dinner will be done in a minute. Go ahead and sit at the table, I'll bring you food."

"I have to pee first." I say turning around to walk to the bathroom.

I feel refreshed. That little nap did wonders. I glance at my reflection in the mirror and realize that my face is getting puffy. Not much longer, not much long, not much longer. I smile and sit down to pee.

I flush and go to the sink to splash some water on my face and run a brush through my hair. I dry my hands off and apply some lotion.

I walk back to the kitchen and Zane is setting our plates of food out. He cooked breaded Parmesan herb chicken, long grain wild rice and French style green beans. He sure knows the way to my pregnant belly!

"What do you want to drink?" Zane asks.

"I really want some milk, but I can get it." I reach into the cabinet to get a glass and grab the handle to the fridge.

"Sure you don't want me to get it?"

"I'm pregnant not handicap." I smirk.

Suddenly there is a gush of warm liquid that pours from the middle of my legs to the floor. Oh shit!

"I thought you just went to the bathroom?" Zane asks.

"I did you idiot! My water just broke!"

"Already? Shit!" He panics running around the house. "What do I do?"

"Call over to my mom, I need to change, I need my hospital bag and we need to get to the hospital." I say heading to the bathroom to take off my skirt and underwear. I climb into the bathtub and wash myself off quickly and Zane brings me another maxi skirt and clean underwear.

"Your moms coming. I got the bag and as soon as you are changed we will go."

"Thank you." Zane helps me out of the tub and helps me get into my clothes fighting through the contractions.

My mom comes in announcing she's here and grabs the hospital bag while Zane helps me to the car.

Well it's showtime this baby is coming. I'm worried though because it's a month early. Hopefully everything is ok and the baby is ready. I think Zane is just as scared too. It's baby time!