Eliza’s sixth birthday was coming up, and all four Hummel-Anderson’s were sitting around the dinner table when birthday presents were brought up once again. Eliza had been arguing for the last three weeks that she wanted earrings and that was all and her birthday was now that weekend.

“I want to get earrings,” Eliza looked at Kurt. “That’s all I want. Please Papa!”

“We’ve gone over this.” Blaine looked at small girl.

“All the girls in my class have them,” Eliza reasoned. “Please Papa. That is all that I want!”

“Daddy and I will discuss it tonight.” Blaine responded as the girl groaned.

“That always means no,” She complained. “I want to get earrings.”

“Don’t push it Eliza.” Kurt said as the girl just slumped in her seat.

 After both kids had gone to bed, Kurt came out to Blaine who was working in their study.

“No Kurt,” Blaine said before he begun. “It is a gateway piercing.”

“A gateway piercing?” Kurt asked.

“Once she gets them, she’ll get bellybutton piercings and nose piercings,” Blaine answered. “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

“Every six year old has them,” Kurt argued. “They aren’t a gateway piercing. I promise you that it is just ears, Blaine.”

“That’s what you say now.” Blaine responded.

“What is that supposed to mean?” Kurt asked.

“Every time Eliza wants something, you argue for her and she gets it. She wants a new dress, you get it. She wants the nice shoes, she gets it.” Blaine had closed the laptop by this point.

“What about the PlayStation that we just had to get Aiden,” Kurt retaliated. “I didn’t want him to have it, but you argued for him. It is just earring Blaine, every girl has them.”

“Next it’s just something else.” Blaine responded.

“Okay I can see where this is going,” Kurt stopped. “It is just as easy for Aiden to convince you about something as it is for Eliza to convince me. From now on, we take each other’s opinions into count and try not to get convinced so easily.”

“Deal,” Blaine came over to Kurt. “Can we stop fighting?”

“Of course.” Kurt responded.

The next morning, Eliza asked her fathers at the breakfast table if they had made up their minds. Kurt was just about to tell her she couldn’t get them.

“Daddy will take you after school.” Blaine answered as Kurt tuned his head to the shorter man.

Eliza was practically bouncing off the walls the entire way to school and Kurt had to call Blaine when he got to his office.

“Sometimes we also have to listen to what we are trying to say to one another,” Blaine responded. “And I trust you that this isn’t a gateway into future piercings or jail time.”

“You are such a dork, you know that?” Kurt laughed as he could feel Blaine smiling on the other end of the phone.

Kurt took the girl straight after school to get her ears done and she sat on Kurt’s lap without flinching once and picked out the earrings that she wanted. The taller man dropped her off home and said he had to go to a late meeting at work, when he was actually going to the doctor’s office. He had been feeling off all week and had recently been feeling a bit nauseous but nothing like when he was pregnant. After taking a positive and them a negative test  he was just praying to anyone that would listen it was just a cold or a stomach bug.

“Mr Hummel-Anderson I want to take a quick ultrasound,” The man said as Kurt just nodded. “You say you have been pregnant before?”

“Twice.” Kurt responded.

The man squirted the gel on Kurt’s stomach and waved the wand around before a loud heart beat was heard. Kurt suddenly felt another wave of nausea.

“How far along?” Kurt asked, not that it mattered anyway.

“Twelve weeks and two days.” The man responded as Kurt raised his head.

Kurt got in his car with an ultrasound picture in a daze. He was almost 39 years old. He did not have the time, the energy or the stamina to keep up with another baby. When he got home, Kurt found Blaine in the garage.

“I was thinking of getting rid of all this baby stuff. We aren’t going to use it anyway – Kurt, you look like someone died?” Blaine was now looking at the pale, taller man.

“We can’t throw it away.” Kurt said quietly as he handed Blaine the ultrasound photo.

“Wha – what?” Blaine stumbled and sat on a step. “No, no this can’t be happening. We are barely keeping up with work and two kids. How can we handle a baby? You are 38 years old, I thought we were passed the baby phase. The diaper days.” Blaine had his head in his hands.

“The sleepless nights,” Kurt groaned. “You know there will be almost 10 years between and Aiden and this baby, Blaine – a whole decade.”

“Like me and Cooper,” Blaine said quietly. “I imagined being done with all this 38, Kurt. Having kids at school and focussing on my career.”

“Me too,” Kurt responded. “What do we do though?”

“I have no idea.” Blaine mumbled putting his arm around Kurt.