Chapter 77: Blue Candles.

I have successfully stayed two weeks in bed, no cramps and no blood. My baby boys will be so healthy.

Andrew surprised me with a homemade chocolate cake to celebrate the milestone. He brought it to the bedroom on his wooden tray. A cake decorated with about thirty-seven blue candles, one for each week of my pregnancy, which he lit while singing, off-key, "Happy, Baby A and B!"

I laughed, made a wish, and blew out the candles in two tries.

"Blowing your candles twice because of two babies!" Andrew squealed.

I giggled. "Really?"

"Oh yeah, hot mama . . .It's like . . . baby A *whoosh!* and baby B *whoosh!*," Andrew said while making blowing sounds and making a funny face.

He cut the cake and served us each a big slice. I went for seconds, it tasted really good and then had thirds. I praised his baking efforts, especially the icing. We finished eating and he cleared our plates and tray.

Andrew returned with a big box wrapped in buttermilk and blue polka-dotted paper.

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