Post by Mimi on Aug 18, 2006 11:35:34 GMT -5
A few weeks have passed since our reconciliation took place, both my wife and I continuing to live our everyday normal lives, well however normal you can get with your wife having amnesia. She’s been having flashes of our past, but that’s all they are, brief flashes and nothing concrete. It disturbs her, that much I know….but most of all she fills with anger every time it happens, her frustration directed towards me most of the time, and there really is nothing I can do about it except take the blame and keep my mouth shut. I actually am concentrating more on trying to expand our family, and deep down inside I know that her memory is far more important but I can’t help thinking that if she does have another child, it all might come back to her. However our intimate rendezvous have been extremely limited, for we are to busy debating on memory flashes and our past. My only hope is that we may have created a precious life during that whole first week we reconciled. My thoughts have disappeared as I hear her call my name from the balcony above the living room as I glance up. She smiles at me with the most beautiful smile I have ever seen, her eyes sparkle and her cheeks flush as she asks me to come upstairs. I smile back as I make my way to the stairs, slowly climbing them as we meet at the top. I feel her arms wrap around my neck as she leans in and places a gentle kiss on my lips while I let my hands wander down the sides of her body.
“What’s going on baby?” I ask her as she smiles softly before taking my hand and leading me to the bedroom.
“There is something that I think you should know?” She whispers to me softly before sitting me down on our bed and reaching for my hands. I nod my head as I give her a silent plea to continue with what she wants to say. “I was sitting on the couch over there staring out the window when I had this flash or memory of some sort. It was you and me in a cabin….and I was screaming in pain while you were telling me to breathe and it wasn’t time, to hold a little longer. And then all these flashes started happening, almost like in a movie….of me screaming, breathing, pushing, utterly devastating pain running through my body, and then a baby crying. Was that a memory of Belle’s birth?” She asks me as I try to contain my excitement. I smile widely as I stand up and pull her into this fierce hug, holding her as if I’m afraid I may lose her. She pulls back a little, pretending as if she is trying to fight for air before laughing and asking again if that was a memory.
“Yes baby…that was Belle!” I tell her as I pull her to me once again, kissing her head. I hear her laugh and then her hands run down my chest as she pulls away again.
“If that’s the case….I don’t want anymore children.” She laughs as she walks to the closet and begins searching for a dress. I smile to myself, hoping that she is joking about what she just said, but not really taking it to heart. She grabs a long beige slim fitting gown as she looks at me and holds it against her body. “You like this?” She asks as I nod before getting up off the bed again and slowly walking to her.
I mumble the words ‘I do’ as I nuzzle my lips into her neck before she laughs and squirms away from me. She backs up to the bathroom as she motions for me to start getting ready for party that we have to attend. I bow my head for a moment, wishing we didn’t have to attend this family gathering at Tuscany. But its our daughter’s graduation party and as proud parents of our little girl, we must be present for such an occasion.
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There are endless guests that surround my wife, all anxious to be near her and to hear her beautiful and contagious laughter, almost as if her she were a celebrity or royalty. I want to get next to her, dying to be by her side but by the looks of it, trying to would be an endless fight. I simply stand by the bar with the guys as I sip on some champagne and puff on a cigar. As I talk with my friends, I pay close attention to her and notice how she is behaving differently. I don’t what it is but there is just something about her that looks so different, her color is off, she is a littler more flushed, a lot more anxious. As we both stand at opposite sides of the rooms, we glance at one another, smiling and eye’s twinkling. I wink at her before turning my attention to Abe who asks me a question that I really didn’t hear.
A few hours pass as my daughter’s party begins to come to an end, her contentment and appreciation very much noticed as she thanks everyone who attended and hugs her mother, grateful for being back in our lives. I sip on some more champagne as I feel a pair of slender arms encircle my waist as I turn around and see her beautiful face. I place my glass down as I place my hands on her face and kiss her sweet lips before smiling into them and pulling back.
“Having fun?” I ask her as she smiles and nods, before glancing behind her, almost as if she were making sure no one was around to hear what she needed to say.
“Yes I am actually!” She laughs as I grab my glass and take another drink before noticing she doesn’t have one. I raise it to her, silently asking her if she would like sip which she waves her hand to me, gesturing no.
“Why aren’t you drinking?” I am curious now, noticing she hasn’t really been on the alcohol tonight.
“Because I want to be sober when I throw you down in our bed tonight…and I want it to be all night long. So I suggest you stop drinking before it’s too late for you too.” She laughs as I smile at the rim of my glass before finishing my drink and setting the glass down. “Oh and also it wouldn’t be good for the baby…” She smiles slightly, glancing up at me, waiting to see my face. At first I stand there like a mindless idiot, not really thinking about what she just said and then I glace at her again, this time with shock running through my face. She laughs at me, her hands grasping my face and rubbing my skin softly. “Didn’t I tell you Daddy? I’m pregnant.” She smiles as I burst out in laughter and pick her slender frame up and into my arms. I hold her forever as I kiss the side of her face and travel to her neck and then her lips as together we celebrate this wonderful news…the news I have been waiting to hear since I got her back in my life. Tonight I will show her my appreciation for her….my commitment to her…and my undying love.
“What’s going on baby?” I ask her as she smiles softly before taking my hand and leading me to the bedroom.
“There is something that I think you should know?” She whispers to me softly before sitting me down on our bed and reaching for my hands. I nod my head as I give her a silent plea to continue with what she wants to say. “I was sitting on the couch over there staring out the window when I had this flash or memory of some sort. It was you and me in a cabin….and I was screaming in pain while you were telling me to breathe and it wasn’t time, to hold a little longer. And then all these flashes started happening, almost like in a movie….of me screaming, breathing, pushing, utterly devastating pain running through my body, and then a baby crying. Was that a memory of Belle’s birth?” She asks me as I try to contain my excitement. I smile widely as I stand up and pull her into this fierce hug, holding her as if I’m afraid I may lose her. She pulls back a little, pretending as if she is trying to fight for air before laughing and asking again if that was a memory.
“Yes baby…that was Belle!” I tell her as I pull her to me once again, kissing her head. I hear her laugh and then her hands run down my chest as she pulls away again.
“If that’s the case….I don’t want anymore children.” She laughs as she walks to the closet and begins searching for a dress. I smile to myself, hoping that she is joking about what she just said, but not really taking it to heart. She grabs a long beige slim fitting gown as she looks at me and holds it against her body. “You like this?” She asks as I nod before getting up off the bed again and slowly walking to her.
I mumble the words ‘I do’ as I nuzzle my lips into her neck before she laughs and squirms away from me. She backs up to the bathroom as she motions for me to start getting ready for party that we have to attend. I bow my head for a moment, wishing we didn’t have to attend this family gathering at Tuscany. But its our daughter’s graduation party and as proud parents of our little girl, we must be present for such an occasion.
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There are endless guests that surround my wife, all anxious to be near her and to hear her beautiful and contagious laughter, almost as if her she were a celebrity or royalty. I want to get next to her, dying to be by her side but by the looks of it, trying to would be an endless fight. I simply stand by the bar with the guys as I sip on some champagne and puff on a cigar. As I talk with my friends, I pay close attention to her and notice how she is behaving differently. I don’t what it is but there is just something about her that looks so different, her color is off, she is a littler more flushed, a lot more anxious. As we both stand at opposite sides of the rooms, we glance at one another, smiling and eye’s twinkling. I wink at her before turning my attention to Abe who asks me a question that I really didn’t hear.
A few hours pass as my daughter’s party begins to come to an end, her contentment and appreciation very much noticed as she thanks everyone who attended and hugs her mother, grateful for being back in our lives. I sip on some more champagne as I feel a pair of slender arms encircle my waist as I turn around and see her beautiful face. I place my glass down as I place my hands on her face and kiss her sweet lips before smiling into them and pulling back.
“Having fun?” I ask her as she smiles and nods, before glancing behind her, almost as if she were making sure no one was around to hear what she needed to say.
“Yes I am actually!” She laughs as I grab my glass and take another drink before noticing she doesn’t have one. I raise it to her, silently asking her if she would like sip which she waves her hand to me, gesturing no.
“Why aren’t you drinking?” I am curious now, noticing she hasn’t really been on the alcohol tonight.
“Because I want to be sober when I throw you down in our bed tonight…and I want it to be all night long. So I suggest you stop drinking before it’s too late for you too.” She laughs as I smile at the rim of my glass before finishing my drink and setting the glass down. “Oh and also it wouldn’t be good for the baby…” She smiles slightly, glancing up at me, waiting to see my face. At first I stand there like a mindless idiot, not really thinking about what she just said and then I glace at her again, this time with shock running through my face. She laughs at me, her hands grasping my face and rubbing my skin softly. “Didn’t I tell you Daddy? I’m pregnant.” She smiles as I burst out in laughter and pick her slender frame up and into my arms. I hold her forever as I kiss the side of her face and travel to her neck and then her lips as together we celebrate this wonderful news…the news I have been waiting to hear since I got her back in my life. Tonight I will show her my appreciation for her….my commitment to her…and my undying love.
