The next month Kurt and I decided to try and not put too much pressure on Maria, we of course really wanted her to be pregnant but we figured if we put pressure on her and stressed her out it wouldn't help matters, Kurt came up with the brilliant plan to send her on a weeklong spa trip after her treatment he figured a weekend of rest and relaxation (not hot tubs though) could only help matters. We also made a pact not to call her and ask her to take a pregnancy test. We were going out of our minds and we needed to get out of the house so we decided to go to for coffee. Kurt grabbed the table while I got the drinks, when we were dating we took turns paying but now all our money is in a joint account so it really doesn't matter who 'pays.'

"A non-fat mocha and a medium drip please." I ordered stuffing a couple bucks in the tip jar as I did, ever since I got a job singing in a coffee shop I made sure to be extra polite to baristas and that I tipped them well, I've seen the shit they deal with on a daily basis and I don't want to add to it. When I turned around I saw that some guy I didn't know was sitting at the table with Kurt, I felt a pang of jealousy but made myself brush it off figuring it was just someone from Kurt's job that I hadn't met yet.

"Hey Sexy." I said walking up to Kurt.

"Back of short stuff, I saw him first." The strange guy said.

"Really? Because our marriage certificate would beg to differ." I snapped.

"See? Hot husband. I told you." Kurt told the guy.

"Threesome?" The guy suggested.

"Go fuck yourself." I replied.

When the guy finally left Kurt shivered and made a face of disgust.

"I must have told him a million times I was married but he would just not leave me alone."

"He was a jackass." I told Kurt grabbing his hand and running thumb along his knuckle.

"I wish I could just tell guys like that to fuck off like you do."

"Don't worry about it Sexy you continue to be the nice one and I'll continue to tell any guy who tries to hit on either one of us to fuck off."

"You know what I need? A pin that says my husband is hotter than you."

I laughed. "Please that wouldn't go with any of your outfits."

"Mmm...maybe I can get business cards that say that then and just hand them to the guys."

My phone rang and interrupted my mental image of Kurt handing out cards to guys telling them I was hotter than they were.

"Hello?"

"Blaine? It's Maria."

"Hi! How's the spa?" I asked, Kurt's ears perked up.

"It's wonderful."

"Good."

"Listen, the reason I'm calling is I took a pregnancy test, well five actually."

"And?" I asked bouncing in my chair and squeezing Kurt's hand.

"I'm pregnant!"

"Oh my God! Are you sure? Like really really sure?"

"What?" Kurt asked.

"I'm 100% positive!"

"She's pregnant!" I told Kurt.

Kurt squealed in excitement. "Give me the phone!"

"Maria! It's Kurt! Thank you so so much! You have no idea how happy you've made us!"

When we finally hung up I looked at Kurt.

"We're going to be parents." I told him I could feel the tears of happiness building in my eyes.

"Yeah we are. God I wish we could tell someone, but it's too early isn't? I mean we should wait a little bit shouldn't we?"

"We could tell Santana, she already knows we were trying."

He shook his head. "I don't want to jinx it. Let's just get some champagne and go home and celebrate."

"Which room do you think we should make the nursery?" I asked Kurt as we laid naked in our bed after our celebratory sex.

Kurt climbed out of the bed and pulled me after him, I walked slightly behind him so I could watch him limp as he walked.

"I think this one." He said dragging me to the room next to ours.

"But it's your sewing room."

"That's ok, we can move my sewing room to the end of the hall, I want the baby right next to us."

I nodded and opened the door; Kurt came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me as we looked around the room.

"We could put the crib on that wall and the changing table under the window." He told me.

"Can we get one of those big rocking chairs where we can sit and read to the baby?"

"Of course we can."

"Are we going to find out the baby's gender or just do the room neutral?"

"I don't know part of me wants to be surprised but part of thinks it's more sensible to know so we can buy the appropriate clothing."

"It'll make picking out names easier if we know."

"True, so we'll find out."

"Do you hope it'll be a boy or a girl?" I asked.

"Hmm...I don't know, I've always related better to girls but Mike and Tina's little boys just make me want one of my own, you know?"

I nodded. "Either way we're going to love the fuck out of that baby."

"You have a way with words my love. I can hardly wait to tell my dad."

"God he's going to be so happy. But I think we should wait a bit, at least until we get the first sonogram."

He nodded.

"He'll be the first person we tell." I promised.

"Come on, let's go shower and then grab some dinner." He said releasing waist but grabbing my hand.

After we showered we sat in the kitchen and ate our dinner.

"We need to make a list of things we'll need to do." Kurt told me before getting up and getting the paper we keep on the fridge for grocery lists.

"We have nine months." I told him.

"I know, but I want to be prepared. Ok, so we need to move the sewing room and paint the nursery. Although we can't do that until we find out the baby's gender...we can still buy a crib and changing table though."

"And we'll need more clothes but that has to wait until we know the gender too. We'll need to figure out guardians in case anything happens to us."

He nodded. "We'll also need diapers, a car seat, a stroller, bottles, bibs, baby gates, and...we'll have to baby proof the house...I don't even know how to do that."

"We should buy a parenting book or like twenty."

He nodded. "Nine months seem so long as so quick all at the same time, how are we going to be ready?"

"I don't know but we will be."

"Do you know how to change a diaper? I don't know how to change a diaper."

"No idea... we can take a parenting class."

"We can do this right?"

"We can do this."