Two nights before, Heather had woken me up, saying she had a dream about needing to go pee. In her dream, she finally made it to a bathroom and started peeing. The only problem was she’d started peeing in her sleep, too. She had eaten almost a whole watermelon earlier in the day.

I smiled as I got out of bed. Damn, that girl sure does love watermelon while she’s pregnant. I was beginning to worry the babies would come out green and pink. I walked into the bathroom, and I was just about to lift up the toilet seat.

“Josh?” Heather called out for me.

“I know, babe. You peed the bed again.” I laughed. “Damn, I didn’t think I’d ever have to say that.”

“Uh, Josh…I didn’t pee.”

I stopped and looked down at my dick. “Well, I sure as hell didn’t piss the bed, Heather.”

“No, Josh…my water broke.”

Wait. What? I stepped out of the bathroom and stared at her.

She was standing up, holding on to her stomach, with her cell phone in her hand. “We need to call Dr. Johnson, Josh. I just had a contraction.”

“Wait. What?” I just stood there and stared at her. She’s not due for another two weeks.

“Baby. Will you hand me my clothes, so I can get dressed?”

What is she saying? I need to sit down.

She walked by me, grabbed her clothes, and started to get dressed. Then, I saw her grab her stomach.

I jumped up and ran over to her. “Heather!”

“It’s okay. We probably just need to start making our way to the hospital.” She smiled at me.

“Oh. My. God. It’s time?”

She nodded.

“I’m not ready. They’re early, Heather! They can’t come early.”

She laughed and walked over to me. She sat down on my lap, and I put my hand on her stomach.

“Josh, I don’t think it’s really up to you, babe. I’m pretty sure these two are saying they want out…now. To be honest, I’m perfectly fine with that.”

I felt her stomach getting tighter.

“Shit…here comes another one, I think.”

“Breathe, princess.” I started to rub her back.

After the contraction was over, Heather stood up and smiled at me. “Is my suitcase in the truck?”

Oh fuck! I forgot to do that. I ran over to the dresser and grabbed a pair of underwear, shorts, and a T-shirt. I got her stuff out of the closet and then stuffed everything into a suitcase. I started down the steps, but then I stopped. I took out my phone and then continued down the stairs.

“Who are you calling?” Heather called out.

“My parents!” I shouted.

I ran through the living room, kitchen, and out the back door. When I got to my truck, I realized I’d forgotten my damn keys. I set the suitcase down and ran back inside as I found my mom’s cell phone number.

“Josh, is everything okay? It’s two in the morning.”

“Holy fuck, Mom!”

“Josh! Do not swear at me like that. What in the hell is wrong with you?”

I shook my head to clear my thoughts. “Mom! Focus here. Heather’s water broke. I’m freaking the fuck out, but I don’t want her to know I’m freaking the fuck out.”

My mother laughed.

Oh my god! My mother is laughing at me! “Mom, really? You’re going to laugh at me now. Do you ever want to hold the babies?”

My mother stopped laughing. “You wouldn’t! Oh, Josh, calm down, sweetheart. It’s going to be okay. How far apart are the contractions?”

I stopped dead in my tracks. “Ah hell, Mom. I didn’t look at the clock. That was my job. I fucked up my first official Dad job. Fuckin’ A!”

“Josh, what are you doing right now?”

“I, um…I was putting the suitcase in the truck, but I can’t find my truck keys.” I looked up and saw Heather standing there, holding my truck keys.

“Oh, Heather has them! Thanks, babe!”

I ran back out the door and to my truck. I opened the back driver’s side door and threw the suitcase in. I jumped in and checked the car seat again. Shit, I hope this thing is in right.

“Okay, sweetheart, that’s good. But what are you doing right now?”

“Mom, I’m checking the car seat now!”

“Okay…my guess would be to just let that go for now since you already had that checked out four times in the last two weeks, honey. You might want to focus on Heather. I’m just saying.”

I heard my mother tell my father to call Heather’s cell.

“Josh, stop and take a deep breath. Will you do that for me?”

I jumped out of the truck and took a deep breath. I closed my eyes, picturing Heather and the first time we had made love next to the river. I remembered everything—how her body had reacted to my touch, every sound she’d made and look she’d given me, every time she’d whispered my name. My breathing slowed, and my hands stopped shaking.

“Better?”

“Yeah. Better. It’s just that I love her so much, Mom. I don’t want anything to happen to her or the little ones.”

“I know, baby boy. I know. Your dad is talking to Heather now. She said her contractions are about twenty minutes apart. Honey, go back into the house and help your wife to the truck. We’re on our way, okay?”

I nodded. “Okay. But, Mom…”

“Yes, Josh?”

“Hurry. Please hurry. Heather needs you, Mom, and I…I need y’all, too.”

“We will. Don’t worry. Women do this every day. You’re married to the strongest woman I know. She’s got this.”

“Thanks, Mom! See ya soon.” I tried to walk calmly back into the house.

The moment I saw Heather standing there, taking deep breaths, I almost lost it again.

“Come on, baby. Let’s get in the truck and head over to the hospital, okay?”

“Oh, wait! Can you grab some watermelon?”

I just looked at her. “Really?”

“Hey…I remember both Ari and Ellie complaining how hungry they were. I don’t want to be hungry, Josh.” Tears began building in her eyes.

No! Oh no! No, no, no! Don’t cry! “Okay, princess. Look, I’m getting it right now!” I walked over, got the watermelon out, and handed it to her.

She took the watermelon, and then she started to walk toward the back door.

Holy hell. Who is this person?

She turned and smiled, so I smiled back at her. I decided the best thing for me to do was to do whatever she told me.

I listened as Dr. Johnson talked to Josh about what to expect during the C-section.

When I looked up, I saw Ari and Ellie walking in. I glanced over at the time. It was five in the morning.

“Hey, sweets!” Ari smiled at me.

I looked down at her huge belly and smiled. She’s next.

“How are you feeling, hon?” Ellie asked.

“Better…now that I’ve had the epidural!” I said with a laugh.

After chatting for a few minutes, Dr. Johnson walked in. “Heather, it’s time.”

Ellie let out a little, “Eeeppp.”

Ari smiled, but it faded as she put her hands on her stomach. “Oh, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.”

Dr. Johnson looked over toward Ari and raised his eyebrow. “Ari?”

She glanced up at him and nodded.

“Oh my god, Ari,” I said with a smile.

Ellie looked between the three of us, and then she let out a small laugh. “This just keeps getting better and better.”

Dr. Johnson laughed and turned back to Ari. “You better let your husband know and then check in.”

“Ah hell, here we go again.” Ari turned and walked out of my room.

I glanced over and winked at Josh. “Ready?”

He laughed. “Ready.”

The moment I looked at Josh holding our son, I knew my life would never be the same. I glanced down at our daughter and smiled.

“So, have y’all decided on the names yet?” Elizabeth asked as she stood next to Josh.

Greg was sitting on the bed with the sweetest smile on his face.

I looked over at Josh, and we both grinned.