AUTHOR'S NOTE: Before reading, I recommend reading Baby or this may not make a lot of sense.

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"This is not funny!" he yelled from the bathroom.

"Really? How many other pregnant alien males with morning sickness are there to laugh at?" Maria asked.

"You would think you would be more sympathetic. I mean, you guys were constantly complaining about how guys should be the ones that are pregnant. You finally have a pregnant guy, and you mock me!" he said indignantly, walking back into their room.

"This is already bizarre enough, I never know what is going to happen next. I mean, I have something moving around inside of me constantly, I can’t wear my favorite jeans anymore and worst of all I don’t like Tabasco sauce. Considering I was raised with the wacky notion that girls are supposed to get pregnant, not guys, this a little weird for me."

"But you look so cute pregnant, kind of like a spiky beach ball," she teased. "I know it’s weird. Trust me, it’s weird for me too."

"You think I look like a beach ball? You think I’m fat, don’t you ?" he whimpered quietly, his face dejected.

Silently laughing, she hugged him "No, of course not, I still think you are the sexiest alien I’ve ever married."

"Ha ha, funny," he said as he turned over. "Sometimes I just wish it were you. It would be so much simpler."

"I wish I could be, too. I watch all my friends get pregnant. They tell me how fantastic it is, but I can’t feel it for myself. I can’t even tell them we’re having a baby." He could hear the sadness in her voice.

"I know, but at least we can have one, right? It may not be exactly conventional, but when were we ever conventional?"

"Yeah, but..."

"Maybe we’ll figure something out where you can have the next one, okay?" he teased.

She smiled, answering his teasing. "Okay, as long as we can trade off every other one."

"You want me to do this again!?" he groaned "Nope, no chance if there is an alternative. But if I have to, I will," he reassured her.

"I think you like this pregnancy thing more than you let on."

He just smiled "It’s moving again. Wanna feel?" He reached for her hand and brought it to his rounded stomach. A small pressure moved against her palm.

"Wow," she said as her eyes widened.

"Yup." He grinned "But I still wouldn’t mind you being the one who is pregnant though." Then kissed her lightly.

His eyes widened. "I think I’m going to be sick again!" he said as he rushed to the bathroom.

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