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The past couple of months were as exciting as the first, especially since I didn't have to hide my pregnancy from Harry or anyone anymore. Penelope and Sophia were excited for another sibling, they kissed my belly every time they'd hug me and right before they went off to bed.

At month four, I had my monthly ultrasound and Harry would not stop asking me to let him come with, until I eventually gave in. He had to take a day off work, but according to him, he didn't care. Throughout the whole thing, Harry could not contain his smile. His dimples carved in so deep on his cheeks while he kept his gaze fixated on the monitor that I merely awed at the sight.

"Here is your baby," The doctor says, positioning the wand on my stomach to where we could get a clear picture of the baby. "Ready for the heartbeat?" We both nod immediately. Harry held my hand tight and didn't take his eyes from the screen before the room is filled with a loud heartbeat.

My hand goes up to cover my mouth, my cheeks were hurting from smiling so much that I couldn't even imagine how sore Harry's face must be. He lifted my hand up to his mouth and kissed my knuckles, giving me a grin. "Do you want to know the gender?" The doctor asks and we hesitantly nod. "Congratulations, you're having a girl."

"Bloody hell," Harry mumbles. "Eric is going to hate us." he groaned jokingly making me shove his arm lightly. "All that matters is that she's healthy."

"Well, I can assure you that she is growing healthy with a strong heartbeat. Everything looks good." The doctor chuckled, cleaning the gel off my stomach. "Just make sure you write down what you notice through the next few months, make sure you are eating according to the pamphlet and that you are taking your prenatal vitamins. We'll see you here next month." With one last smile, we are off.

Harry took us to grab lunch at a Corner Café and I was excited to give into my cravings at least this once, but weirdly enough, I was craving a salad with croutons, which normally I'd turn down for a cheeseburger.

"I think she's trying to poison me." I groan, fixing my tight dress around my belly. I look over the menu as Harry chuckles.

"Why do you say that?" he asks, taking a drink from his sparkling raspberry lemonade. 

"I want a salad, this isn't like me at all." I point out. I ended up ordering the salad with a side of pickles because I've been craving them since last night but Harry doesn't believe in having a jar of pickles at the house. We were seated outside of the shop, the big umbrella protecting us from the sun and the wind allowed me to feel much more relaxed.

"Well, you're craving what little Olivia is craving." He says, looking over at his phone and I look up.

"I am not naming my child Olivia, you must be out of your mind." I retort and Harry puts his phone down and places both elbows on the table, eyeing me up suspiciously. 

"Our child." He challenges. "Fine, what name do you have in mind?" He asks me and I panic. I had been absolutely busy with the kids and my pregnancy that I had forgotten about baby names. Then again, we only found out the gender today and I used that as an excuse to not touch up on it. "Olivia it is then." He shrugs and I narrow my eyes.

"I'll think of one," I say. "And I can guarantee you it will not be Olivia."

"What do you have against Olivia's, love?" 

"Nothing, I just don't think that'll be an ideal name for a teenager."

"I didn't know we were skipping the whole baby phase and jumping right into the puberty stage." Harry jokes and I mock a laugh. We had finished lunch and sat back, talking about how she might look, and who she might look like, her personality and how the kids would be around her. 

Everything was so calm, that was until Harry stands up. "Rosie," he says, making my attention go to him and before I could ask what he was doing, he drops to one knee and my stomach drops. Once on his knee, he reached for something in his pocket and when I see the black box, my face becomes hot. "I don't know how to begin this, and sorry if I fuck anything up but, since you came into our lives, and I know it hasn't been that long, but since then you've made everything so much easier. The kids loved you from the start and quite honestly, so did I. I didn't think it'd be possible for me to find someone I can share my kids and my life with, who wont just pack up and leave any given second. You have once, but I will not allow that to happen ever again, I can promise you that-" By this point, my tears were running down my face and he chuckles. "What I'm trying to get at is, I would really love it if you'd marry me."

Without much hesitation, I nod. I wrap my arms around his neck and he kisses the side of my temple before he places the ring on my finger. I absolutely did not care one bit that it might be soon, I was already pregnant and I knew marrying him was something I will not regret. The love of my life had just asked me to marry him and no was not an option.

The moment I've always dreamed of as a child was finally coming true. There wasn't enough words I could ever use to describe my excitement, and from all the decisions I've ever made in my life, I was certain that this was my best one.