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myself.
    How had it taken me six months of being pregnant to realize that I was going to have a different surname to my babies? I know that it didn’t matter, I wasn’t even against having a baby without being married, it was simply the fact that I wanted to share what my babies were going to share with Blake; his surname.
    Did that make me selfish? Maybe, but since leaving Jemma and Tim’s house I just couldn’t get the ridiculous thought out of my head. Why did I have to be such a drama queen where stupid things were concerned? No, I wasn’t being a drama queen and I wouldn’t allow myself to believe that I was being stupid. I was hormonal, yes, very hormonal, and twice as much as I would be if I were carrying only one baby. I was simply a pregnant, hormonal woman who had spent the past twenty-four hours living the fairytale that I had always dreamed of; the only thing missing was that I had found my prince; I just hadn’t yet married him.
    “You’re going to have no lips left if you keep chewing on them like you haven’t eaten for weeks.” Blake’s voice swiftly pulled me from my thoughts on the drive home from seeing baby Elianna. “What are you thinking about?”
    “Just stuff,” I shrugged. “Nothing important,” I smiled and turned my attention back to the outside world.
    “You promised me this morning that you would always tell me if something is bothering you, and I can tell that something is obviously bothering you,” Blake’s eyes focused on me as we pulled up at a set of traffic lights. “You haven’t spoken more than two words since we left Tim and Jemma’s house, so tell me, what’s up?”
    “I’m just….” I really didn’t want to bring up getting married again, not today when we were spending our first full day in our new home and it was Christmas Eve. Blake was right when he said that it was me that had chosen to wait; he had wanted to marry me since the day that we found out I was pregnant, bringing it up now would only make me sound like a spoilt brat who wasn’t happy with everything that Blake had given me. I was more than happy, the happiest I have ever been in fact, stupid horrible hormones.
    “Seeing the baby, it just made me think…”
    “You’re worried about the birth.” Blake stated as the lights changed and we were moving again, I was grateful that his focus was back on the road in front.
    “Yes,” I sighed. “I’m worried about the birth.” Blake’s hand reached over and rested on my thigh.
    “Well, I have been given some expert tips from Tim,” Blake said with a smile. “You have nothing to worry about, I promise. If I could have those babies for you, believe me I would. But because that is impossible, I will do anything else that you need me to do to get you through it. Plus, remember what Jemma said, you soon forget about it straight after.”
    “You’re right, I’m sorry I’m such a moaner.”
    “That’s okay,” Blake took a deep breath as he squeezed my thigh gently, “I’m used to it by now,” he laughed.
    And that right there was the reason that I was going to marry this man as soon as it became possible.
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    Blake insisted on buying the biggest tree that the farm had to offer, I wasn’t entirely convinced that it was even going to fit, but he was adamant that no other tree would do. He then purchased every single decoration that the small shop attached to the farm had left, they were every single color of the rainbow, but neither of us cared, whatever we put on that tree was going to look amazing; it was our first Christmas tree in our new family home.
    We were lucky that the drive home was short, being sat with a big baby bump while keeping hold of the top of the tree wasn’t the most comfortable I had ever been, but I loved it, it was the beginning of the new memories that we would be making together.
    As we passed the local church a large banner stood out against the gates inviting everyone to a carol service that was taking