I'm rub my abdomen as we wait for the timer. James lays in the empty bathtub with the curtains drawn as I pee on the stick.
Three minutes is a long time to wait to see if your life will change forever. I wash my hands and climb into the bathtub with him.
I lay on his chest, curled up. This is the forty-seventh time. The forty-seventh time we have tried I have peed on a stick and waited for three minutes. But maybe, maybe this time will be different.
Doctors say if we have a baby it would be a miracle. We both know this is the last time we will try, no matter what the test says.
James' muscular arms wrap around me. He doesn't notice he is even doing it. We wait.
I close my eyes and try not to get my hopes up. I try not to imagine holding my own little baby. Buts it's so hard to not imagine his laugh. Or her littler fingers wrapping around mine.
The bell chimes. I want to move and see but I don't want to face the final disappointment either. Slowly, I get up and check the results.
I gasp. "Oh James!" I sob like a wave breaking on the shore, "James, it's finally here."
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Jily One Shots
FanfictionThese are some Jily One Shots from quite a few years ago (sorry for my bad grammar then). This was also written when I had a much smaller understanding of love and I want to clarify that some of these one shots do not demonstrate healthy relationshi...
