"I do not complain about American food, I just have questions for it." Dark replied, letting Xander exit before him and taking them both to the car. At dinner last night, Daizi was thrilled to learn they did well at their audition.
The next day, at her doctor's appointment, they were pleased to learn the baby was not only still alive, she was doing well, and the doctor had no concerns. And then, two more weeks went by in their new, more settled state. Daizi was certainly more settled, now a couple of weeks into her second trimester, which was absolutely thrilling to be able to say, her morning sickness had pretty much subsided, although she would sometimes feel a bit nauseous, but very rarely, and she wasn't even on the medication anymore, and she had energy again.
Daizi hadn't realized, until it came back, how much she missed the feeling of being hungry. She was unquestionably showing, too, and although she was happy about it, because every extra inch was a reminder that her baby was growing, which meant her baby was living, she had yet to allow herself to buy maternity clothes, even though it meant pretty much all of her skirts and shirts had been packed away. There were a few which lingered on, because some of her skirts had a forgiving elastic waistband, but for the most part, her wardrobe had been vastly limited.
Ultimately, she was happy, and far less stressed than she had been, which hopefully made it easier on the twins, although one hand was seemingly always touching her middle. Dark, however, was not less stressed. He had been doing okay, and he had been feeling happy. The first of the model cars had been built, it looked amazing. His baby was healthy, his wife was in a good mood again, and she looked really nice, and then, and then, he realized that Mother's Day was coming up. And he had---absolutely no idea if he was supposed to do something for it. She was a foster-mom, so it... seemed like he should? And she was pregnant, and things were going well, so she was a biological mom-to-be, but that was complicated. He didn't want to get her something for that, and then lose the baby, and then have this reminder of it. Although she did have plants for their other losses. But, it was completely valid to get her a foster-mom gift and not a mom-to-be gift, certainly. Except, what if Alec and Xander found it strange. Although, certainly they would understand... only, he wondered if it would be upsetting for them, since it was their first mother's day since the death of their biological mom. These were only a sample of the thoughts Dark had been stressing over, and the final thought, the one about how the twins would handle mother's day after the death of their biological mom, was the only one to weigh on Daizi. Neither she nor Dark had a mother, but since she never knew her mother, and therefore had absolutely no connection to the day, she felt the absence strongly. For a time, Dark felt it strongly too, the fact he never had a mother worth celebrating, when it seemed like every other person did, but he had made peace with it, knowing it wasn't his fault, but for Daizi… It was possible her mother would have been lovely, had she lived. And so she did fret a bit about if the boys would be like Dark and fully just write off the day, or if they would find it a bit hard.
When Mother's Day finally came, Dark had gotten up extra early and was waiting anxiously in the kitchen, hoping to see the twins before Daizi came downstairs, because he realized as he was falling asleep the night before he probably should have spoken to them, since they were, after all, the entire reason why he intended to celebrate this year, instead of waiting for the next one.
