sammysicle | Voicemail

Hey, papa. I'm better now. Peanut's good and active.

[laughs into the phone] I just pictured you calling me big papa and ... yea no. [chuckles a bit.] Aw, really? I miss feeling him. What'd you guys do for dinner?

[snorts] No, I will not be calling you 'big papa'. [makes a face] Mmmm...we had fried chicken, mashed potatoes, broccoli and cheese, big huge biscuits, and I ate a big bowl of ice cream so that's why I fell asleep.

Clearly this baby doesn't have my appetite. [laughs] That sounds so good, and now you've both had a nap and he's ready to play. Tell him that daddy says to behave himself and let you sleep tonight.

Oh no. Of course not. I didn't have a huge plate full of all that stuff. [chuckles] I hope he sleeps good because even with a nap I'm tired. It was so warm and cozy in the family room last night that I fell asleep on the couch wrapped up in a blanket.

Im glad you're eating though sweetheart. Youve had a good appetite this whole pregnancy. *smiles* Did you sleep through the night, or ... well, at least sleep ok?

I woke up a couple times. I don't like sleeping without you and once he got his feet under my ribs. Oh god that hurt. There's only so far I can stretch out. Sometimes I wonder how he hasn't broken one yet.

I hate sleeping without you, I like being able to have my arms around you, and know you're right there and talk to Peanut when he's kicking the crap outta you. [he winces a bit when she talks about the baby kicking her ribs] I dont know how he hasnt either. Thats why I was freaked out way back when you first found out you were pregnant. The way he kicks now ... I dont know how he hasnt kicked his way out. *sighs* I miss talking to him, I feel like my night isnt complete until I talk to him.

[She grunted, wanting that now because it sounded so good.] I want your arms wrapped around me at night when we're sleeping. I miss you so damn much. [She sighed and curled up on the bed, Peanut gently squirming around.] One more week. You know I'm counting down the days. I could always put the phone to my belly and see if he hears you.

[He sighs out, laying down on the bed and burrowing into the pillows, holding the phone against his ear.] I miss you too, so so much. Its too quiet here, and I dont get to kiss you whenever I want. One more week and I'll be home, this time next week. [smiles into the phone.] You think he could hear me?

I'll be thirty-seven weeks when you get back home. This is gonna have to be the last trip to see your parents. [She sighed because she loved when they stayed there.] I'd sneak down there and crawl into bed with you if I could and if my belly would fit in there with us. [chuckled quietly

Where the hell did the time go? I feel like we just found out you were pregnant, and yea, this has to be the last trip out there, they can come visit us until after he's born.[He sighs into the phone.] Shit, I missed a doctors appointment didnt I? Damnit. [shifts on the non-familiar, Sammy-less bed] I wish I was there with you and Peanut. Is he still kicking?

It seems like it went fast up until now. I feel like I'm gonna pop and he's permanently taken up that spot under my ribs. [She sighed again. She'd enjoyed being pregnant but now she'd had enough and after week thirty-seven he was free to come into the world whenever he wanted.] Don't worry about the appointment because I have one a week for the next month. It was good and everything was fine. They hooked me up to a fetal monitor. It's routine and they'll do it each week. The baby's fine. [She not very easily rolled over to the other side and got comfortable.] I wish you were here, too. He's calmed down some. He has to get his sleep so he can wake me up at 3am. [chuckles softly]

Im sorry sweetheart. I know you're uncomfortable, and just about done with all this but, you're doing a good job, he'll be here soon. [he listens to her talk about the appointment and even though he'll be able to make the rest of them, he's still upset he missed one.] Im still pissed I missed it. Any opportunity to hear or see him, I wanna be able to see or hear. Darnit. [he shrugs and shifts on the bed again.] When I get home I'll rub your back, maybe give ya a nice massage, help make you feel better, and as for him kicking around at 3am, I need to have a talk with him AGAIN about that. I talked to him about it before I left, he obviously doesn't like to listen.

It's okay because as uncomfortable as it is, it's all worth it. [She knew he hated missing the appointment but he really didn't miss anything.] You didn't miss much. [She smiled at his offer of a massage but had her own plans.] There's something else I want from you when you get back first and it's not a massage. Can you guess what that is? [she smirked because even this far along she still couldn't keep her hands off of him.] I think he's rebelling because daddy's gone annnnnnd he's our kid. Two stubborn people have to have made one super stubborn kid.

It is, completely worth it and you're doing such a great job. [he smirks into the phone and takes a deep breath.] Hmmmmm ... I wonder what my pregnant wife could want when she sees her hubby for the first time in two weeks? Care to give me a hint? [smirks, knowing damn well what it was and he couldn't wait. Two weeks without her is way too long.] Of course he's gonna be stubborn, stubborn and hungry apparently. [chuckles] He cant rebel yet, tell him that Im telling him right now that he aint allowed to even THINK about rebelling until he's fourteen or fifteen.

[giggles softly] After TWO weeks I have to tell you what I want? Okay, hint. It includes us naked, in bed because that's easiest, and you inside me. *giggles again* Okay, that was a little bit more than a hint. Two weeks without some of you is way too long. [She laughed when he mentioned hungry, too because that baby was definitely hungry.] He's rebelling now because you can't do anything about it and his worst habit is beating on my ribs.

You dont gotta tell me. [he groans, thinking about being home and he cant wait.] Mmmmm, naked Sammy, and me buried inside her. Mmhmmm. [shakes the naughty images from his head, sighing into the phone.] Thats why I like being home and sleeping in bed with you. When he's beating your ribs up I always get up and talk to him. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesnt but he's gotta stop that crap. Put him on the phone, I need to have a serious talk with him. [laughs.]

[She laughed softly] But it's so much fun to tell you. I know you love hearing it. Maybe not from where you are right now but you love it. [She loved when he rubbed and talked to her belly because not only did it calm peanut down, it also felt good.] I'll have a talk with him this week and tell him daddy's gonna have a little talk with him when he gets home if he doesn't settle down. You wanna talk to him. Here...talk. [She pressed the phone against her belly and put him on speaker.]

I love hearing it when I'm in the same house as you, not two and a half hours away. [he pouts into the phone, laughing a bit. He hears her say 'talk' and he clears his throat and the naughty images he'd had in his head, smiling into the phone.] Peanut, listen to me, I know I'm not there, but thats not an excuse to treat your momma that way. Do you think you could just chill those little feet out for the next couple weeks. When you come out I promise you'll have all the room you want to kick those legs around. Ya hearin' me? [he chuckles into the phone.] Why do I get this image of him plugging his ears and sticking his tongue out?

You'll hear it as soon as you get here. [That was no lie. He'd be getting in late and unless he was too tired, she'd be dragging him off to the bedroom.] I'll be dragging you to the bedroom the second you walk in the door. [She smiled as she listened to him talking to peanut and when he stopped she turned off the speaker and chuckled softly.] Because that's probably what he's doing.

Mmmm, not if I drag you off to the bedroom first. Scoop ya up, and just run down the hall, OR, you can just lay in bed nakie and I'll start taking my clothes off the minute I get in the door. [chuckles, sliding down the bed a bit and getting comfy.] I miss you. I should let you go so you can get some sleep, or at least try to get some sleep. You know you can call me whenever you want right? If you cant sleep or you have a bad dream, you call.

You sure you can still pick me up? [She was teasing because even though her belly looked huge, she hadn't gained but about twenty pounds so far] Mmm...I think I like the second option better though but save something to strip off after you get in the bedroom. [She sighed softly now that she had that image in her head. Thursday wouldn't be there fast enough] I miss you, too. I don't wanna wake you up if you're sleeping good. I think your mama worries about me. Almost every time I get up, she gets up. I'm wondering if there's a sensor hooked to the bed. [chuckles]

[he snorts into the phone.] Are you serious? You're still light as a feather. Im beginning to think the only thing in your belly is a baby and air. [he smirks, already wishing it was Thursday because damnit, he wanted his wife.] I'll save my boxers for the bedroom, boxers and dog tags. [he grins, chuckling before lowering his voice a bit.] I dont care. If you have a bad dream or you're up, call me, okay? [he laughs, not putting the idea past his mom.] She does worry about you. She sent me an email the other day saying she was worried. [it makes him sad and even though he knows Sams fine, he still doesn't like being away from her, especially this close to the end of her pregnancy.] Ya never know, she may have installed something to alert her to when you get up, I wouldnt put it past her honestly. [chuckles.]

[chuckles] No, I just wanted to hear your reaction. That's because I don't have room for anything else and he still likes my ribs. [She wished it was Thursday, too. She hated not sleeping with him every night and instead curled up with Kojak.] Mmmm..boxers and dog tags. That sounds good to me. Just don't forget we're at your parents house and strip off everything. [chuckles again] I'll call you then.. I don't want your mom telling you I was up all night and you wanting to know why I didn't call. [She knew his mom worried but didn't know she worried that much.] What? She sent you an email? What was she worried about?

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