Sharing the Good News

It's been a little while now since Virginia announced that she was pregnant to husband Ambrose. Up until now, they've generally kept it to themselves. But, as time moves on and her baby bump gets bigger, they feel it's necessary to tell folks.



First one on the phone was Brosie, hesitating, he dialled his boss's number and waited.




"Um, hi, er, just to let you know, Ginny's pregnant."

"Oh that's wonderful news, you'll be all nervous and excited and stuff."

"Uh, yeah, sorta. It's still not sunk in yet."

"I'm sure it hasn't. How along is she?"

"She's starting to show, gets tired a lot now and the doctor told her she really must get more bed rest. She's sleeping now as we speak."




"Is she eating well?"

"Yes, she's trying for a girl, so she's living on a watermelon diet, although I don't really approve of that one. I don't think there are enough nutrients to keep her and the baby sustained. But, you know Ginny, she's strong willed."




"Watermelons huh? So, she's trying for a girl then?"

"How....?"

"Oh it's common knowledge around the Simming world. It's just a matter of whether it's actually fact or fiction. The proof of the pudding, is well.... when she finally gives birth and you'll know for sure."

"Listen, anything we can do, just holler. I'll get the staff to rally around and perhaps get her a load of gifts."

"You don't have to do that."

"Oh I insist, really."

"Well, just a teddy bear then. Or a toy of some sort."



"I'm pretty sure she'll have much more than that. Have you organised the nursery yet?"

"Uh, no, just been overwhelmed by this all."

"You'd better hurry, as time will slip away very quickly, and you don't want to be caught short!"

"Uh, thanks."

"No problem, see you at work."

After Ambrose had hung up, Ginny was found sitting reading her book.



"You should read this," she said, not looking up, "it's very fascinating. Lots of hints and tips etc."

"I'll read it after you're finished with it honey. In the meantime, I'm just going to be outside, looking at the stars. Holler if you need me."




So, whilst Ambrose was soaking up the night sky, Virginia decided to call long distance to her old friend Jolene Montaque.

"Bonjour!"




"Ah, bonjour mon ami, comme ca va?"

"Oh, I'm doing really well thank you."

"And what brings you to call me at this hour?"

"I want to tell you, I'm having a baby!!"

"Ah bon, c'est tres bon!!! I must say congratulations!!!"




"Aww thank you."

"Any idea what you are planning to have? Boy or girl?"

"I'm hoping for a girl, so I've been eating watermelons."

"Aha! You know what though?"

"What's that?"

"You know what the secret is to having a girl?"

"No, do tell."

"FRENCH watermelons!!!! They are the sweetest of any variety and much more delicious. Would you like me to send you some seeds so you can grow your own?"

"Oh that would be wonderful, thank you."

"Anything for mon amie Ginny. I am so happy for you."



After that, Ginny had to go back to bed, being pregnant was really taking it out of her. So she fell asleep, thinking about the four hourly feeding routine they were preparing for.

Ambrose Learns About an 'Old Wives' Tale' and Ginny Decides What She Wants

"So," said Ambrose, "what's the game plan then? What sort of advice have they given you?"

"Well," Ginny replied, "they told me that I've got to eat healthily, do a little exercise but not too much, not to overtire myself, and to rest up when I need it."

"Ah, right, so, anything you need? Books? Fresh fruit and veggies? Maybe some soothing bath foam etc????"

"Oh silly, no, I can't think of anything offhand but I'll let you know, okay?"

There was a long pause.

"Um, there is one thing though."

"What's that?"

"Well, according to some sources, if I eat plenty of watermelons, it'll guarantee that we'll have a girl."

"Oh wow."

"But only if you want a girl that is... I won't be upset if you'd much prefer a boy."

"I don't care, as long as you're healthy and so is the baby. Now you go get some rest and I'll be right back. You got my cell phone, just in case you need me."

"I have yes, but I'll be fine."

With that, Ambrose hopped onto his bicycle and pedalled like hell down to the town centre where the first thing he did was to go to the bookstore to get some books on pregnancy. He wanted to be well prepared and was leaving nothing to chance.



Just look at that face. Now isn't that the face of a proud 'dad to be'?



Then he headed to the grocery store where he bought loads of fresh veggies, including a large consignment of watermelons. If Ginny wanted a girl, then he'll make damned sure she'll get what she wants.




Meanwhile, back home, Ginny picked up the watermelon and frowned. Maybe it was an old wives' tale, watermelons for girls, apples for boys. But she was going to give it a go and see what happens.



After polishing off her watermelon, she immediately started stroking her rather flat belly.



"Soon you'll be a lot bigger," she whispered quietly, "and we can teach you all kinds of things. Maybe you can beat your old dad at chess, I'd love to see his face when that happens!"



She then stretched out on the bed, still smiling and thinking about Brosie running around the town, doing all these errands for her.