2 months later, meaning Natalie is 6 months into her pregnancy

comment any baby names you like for the twins- trying to go unisex just cause I like them better. i have a couple ideas, they also don't have to be unisex  just throw some names at me and I'll see what works

Natalie's POV
I had never been worried about being a parent, I felt like it was something that ran through my blood being in this house I had never wanted it more. I wanted to carry on my mother's dream of having a family in this house and I couldn't be more happy to start it now.

But my mind was filled with horrible thoughts and my lack of actually having a father figure throughout my life had made me not understand what true parents are. I would try to be the parents I wanted to be, supporting and just there and never leaving when it got rough. But it was more difficult then it seemed.

The doorbell rang on a Saturday afternoon and I hoped and hoped that it was my Amazon order, I had it timed perfectly so that Nolan could be home for this.

"Nolan, it's here", I yelled, trying not to be so loud and I heard racing down the stairs as I opened the door and looked at the large box.

I tried pulling and then pushing the large box into the house, just as Nolan came to my rescue.

"Let me", he said and I released my hands and he pushed the box inside the house. I knew it was push, it was way too heavy to pull.

"Did you stress shop?", he asked, as I raced to the kitchen to grab a knife to show him what was inside this wondrous box.

"This is something we need, now please open the box so I can show you your new Saturday activity", I told him, handing him the knife and he slit the taped box open. I took a seat leaning against the table as he pulled it apart.

"Tada, it's the other crib that you are going to put together", I came closer to him, telling him about the crib, and he looked at me as if I was joking. His hands wrapped around me, and his mouth lingered near my ear.

"And what are you going to be doing?", he whispered into my ear, holding my waist against him.

"Working", I said in a whisper, knowing he was missing out on work today by working on the crib.

"What was that again?"

"I wanted to get some work done, but it'll only be for a little bit, promise", I pleaded with him, but before it had exited his mouth I knew what he was going to say.

"Now how fair would it be if you worked and I made this? What if I need help? What if I accidentally get a nail in my arm? In my head, even? What if I accidentally drill my feet, I think you should supervise, it could get very dangerous", he dramatically spoke, as I rolled my eyes at him.

"You are so dramatic, I'll help but what if I get tired? Or a nail ends up in my stomach? What if a nail lodges into my neck killing the baby and I?", I mocked his dramatic plea, and he fake laughed at how I was being so dramatic.

"No heavy lifting, okay?", he told me as he held the box up. Getting ready to carry it upstairs, he looked like he could manage it, but I wouldn't want him to be in a wheelchair when the babies came out.

"Let me just get the end of this, okay?", I asked him and he shook his head fiercely and pulled the box up the stairs all by hisself.

Such a big boy.

"What can I do around here, you won't let me cook, clean, help with anything and you've even put limits on my work?", I asserted myself angrily, he was treating like I was some fragile doll.

"I just want to protect you and the babies", he said as I opened the door to the nursery and he pushed the box inside. I took a seat on the rocking chair and opened up my computer, as I "supervised".

He had half of it put together, but I felt bad I wasn't doing anything at all, and I hated that we were g talking to each other.

"I get it your protecting me and the babies and I love you for doing that, but I know my limits and I want to help", I said strictly and he looked at me sternly. Then he caved.

"You can help with everything else, except today, I already got cut, so why don't you stay over there", he said showing me the small papercut he got on his hand, but I didn't complain.

"Fine, I know another way to help from right here", I said, pulling my computer back open and going to my flagged list.

"And what is that?", he asked, watching me.

"We havent gone through baby names, otherwise when they pop out they'll be thing one and thing two", I told him and he looked at me truthfully, I had major doubts in myself with this parenting debacle. I wanted to name them something special, and they were twins so everyone wanted some cute name that rhymes with each other.

I was being my very own hypocrite maybe I wanted cute "twinny" names that rhyme with each other, maybe I wanted that. I definitely wanted that, I already had some names in mind.

"How do you feel about names for twins like the first initial match, or they rhyme?", I asked him as he screwed the wood together or whatever it looked like he was doing.

"Any names you come up with, I will love", he said, looking at me sincerely as he tightened a screw.

"You're helping, I'll make a list and we can go through them all, one by one, you won't get away this easy Clemente", I said and he just smirked as he got back to work. I was determined to start my list, but little distractions kept distracting me.

I focused my eyes on my laptop, trying to go through list and lists of names, but nothing worked right especially when Nolan was undressing in front of me.

"It's getting hot in here, huh", he asked with a sly smile on his crooked mouth. His shirt was off, and he was incredibly fit for someone who worked a lot, I always wondered how he had time to workout when he worked all the time.

"I think it's just you", I said forcing my eyes to stay on the computer, as he made his way over. His hands shut my laptop, and he swiftly moved it over to the side.

"Hey, I was working on that", I said, reaching for my laptop, which he had placed it on the dresser. He picked me up swiftly and took a seat back in the chair, with me on his lap.

"Are you sure you don't feel hot?", he asked and I nodded my head, looking into his eyes, as his hand went up my shirt.

"Maybe a little now", I went along with his ploy, as a smirky smile formed on his mouth and he pulled the shirt off of me, in such a fast motion.

"Someone's feeling a little frisky", I said, just before his hand brushed against my mouth pulling me closer to him.

"I always feel this way around you, I'm just better at hiding it", he whispered as his lips crashed onto mine, indulging in the moment he had created over an issue with our AC in the middle of September.

"You know what I just thought, our names are quite twinny, Natalie and Nolan. I promise there's some pair of twins named that somewhere", I blurted out and he just looked annoyed at the end.

"I don't wanna hear that crap, our names are not twinny", he huffed out through his anger, and I could tell he wished I hadn't said that.

"Come on its funny", I said and he looked at me as if I was serious. I got a small smile out of him.

"I guess our names sound weirdly close to each other, I mean it's just the letter "n" it's not like our names rhyme, let's just forget about this", he said and I nodded my head.

"I may just have to change my name after you said that", he teased and I just kissed him, hoping he would take this to the couch, preferably carry me there so we could go over the names.

And to my luck he did, and as he sat me down on the couch and wanted to join me, I looked at him with those special eyes.

"Can you get my laptop, please?", I begged him, and he hesitated at first to say something, but then he got off the couch and departed up the stairs.

He returned with my laptop and he got into the couch sliding in, and cuddling up against me.

"This is a perfect time to go through the names", I said opened my laptop as he put his arm around me. He was annoyed, and I was sexually frustrated too, but I felt like I was stuck in that moment where I had no clue what I needed to do.

"Aren't you scared that we aren't prepared?", I asked him, letting him know that I was scared, well more than scared.

"I know we're prepared, we have my mom who raised me and is still raising a kid now, we have amazing friends who will help us, we have your sister, we have so many people who will help us if we need it. And I can guarantee you that my mom will probably be here most days, she loves babies", he told me and I nodded my head, embarrassed of what I was thinking. He had so many people that loved him, and I knew they loved me too, but I wished my mom was here to see this. And I knew she would be watching over me every second of this. But I wish she was here to be with me every second and I needed her. I needed her, even though she was gone.

I know Alison would help me all she could, but I wish I could share this special moment with my mom, she went through so much to protect me the best she could. And I just want her to see that I'm okay, that I wish she could see me, pregnant and missing her more than ever.

"Do you think we're gonna be okay?", I asked him, looking into his eyes and feeling his heartbeat against his chest, and he nodded. An affirming nod, he believed we would be okay, I believed we would be okay. I just wished my mom was there to affirm my thoughts, to offer me comfort about her journey through motherhood, I wish she was here.

don't forget to comment some baby names

shorter chapter than what I put out but this book is soon coming to an end, I probably just should've done like one epilogue chapter. there will be a couple left the most is 5 left.