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Carefully not waking her husband, Phoenix carefully got out of bed and walked into their kitchen. Opening the cabinets, she grabbed the box of Ritz crackers and put them on the kitchen island before opening the fridge and freezer to grab the other food items. Taking a Ritz cracker out of the package, she placed a small scoop of vanilla ice cream before placing a small slice of cheese and pickles. Popping it into her mouth, she let out a satisfying moan as her craving was satisfied.
Turning his body to the other side, Bob wrapped his arm around his wife’s waist but wait, she wasn’t there. Dazed and confused, Bob slipped on his glasses and headed out of their room to see their kitchen light on. Leaning against the wall, he saw his wife pop another cracker in her mouth.
“Our child is making you crave weird things aren’t they?” Bob asked.
“Bob,” Phoenix’s eyes widened. “What are you doing up?”
“I was about to cuddle you but you weren’t there,” he explained with a yawn. “How is that anyway?”
“Pretty decent,” she replied before popping another cracker in her mouth. “Want one?”
“I’ll take one without the cheese and pickles,” Bob chuckled before making one himself. “So, what are you thinking? Boy or girl?”
“Honestly not sure,” Phoenix looked down at her bump and rubbed it to feel the baby kick. “I just know they’re a kicker. Potential soccer career like their mother?”
“Or a baseball player like their father,” Bob raised his eyebrow as he placed his hand on Phoenix’s bump.
“Well, we’ll find out in a few weeks,” Phoenix rubbed her bump again. “Do you want to have a gender reveal party?”
Over the weekend, the couple invited Reuben and his wife to dinner for a double date. Phoenix and Bob wanted to get in as many dates as possible before the baby came while Reuben and his wife, Kara, needed a few hours away from the kids. During dinner, they talked about what it’s like being parents and any advice they could give to the expecting parents. They also discussed the possible chance of having a gender reveal party like Reuben and Kara did for their kids. There was also the idea of having a private and intimate gender reveal with just the two of them and after finding out they would tell everyone.
“I don’t know, what do you think?” Bob asked before popping another cracker in his mouth.
“Throwing a gender reveal that won’t set the state on fire would be fun,” the aviator chuckled. “But, I like the private reveal idea more.”
“Same,” the wizzo replied.
“Well then, it’s getting late,” Phoenix started to put away everything she pulled out. “We have work in a few hours.”
Helping his wife, Bob put the rest of the things away and cleaned up the kitchen island before heading back to bed with his wife.
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During his free period, Bob finished grading the recent lab that his freshman biology class did before deciding to grab a snack. It is common for the partner to get their pregnant partner’s cravings so he wasn’t phased when he got the same craving as Phoenix did a few hours ago. He had most of the ingredients except for the pickles. Getting up from his chair, he made his way to Matt’s classroom since he also had the same free period.
“Hey,” Bob knocked on his open door and poked his head in.
“Hey, what’s up?” Matt spun his chair to where Bob was at.
“You still have your stash of pickles right?” He asked his friend.
“Yeah, why?” The chemistry teacher questioned.
“I got Natasha’s cravings and now I’m craving a Ritz cracker topped with vanilla ice cream, cheese, and pickles,” Bob explained.
“Come on,” Matt got up from his chair after getting his pickle stash from his mini fridge and headed back to Bob’s classroom.
Taking the crackers out, they scooped a small scoop of vanilla ice cream before topping it with cheese and a pickle slice. Popping it into their mouths, they had a burst of flavors explode into their mouth. First, it was the saltiness coming from the cheese and cracker but soon turned into a sweet pickled flavor from the ice cream and pickles trying to overpower each other.
“It’s,” Bob quizzed.
“It’s something,” Matt completed his thought while making another one. “Okay by the second time, it’s less bad. You should try it.”
“I think I’m good,” Bob politely declined. “Thanks for the pickle though.”
“It’s no problem,” Matt closed the jar. “See you at the meeting.”
“See you,” Bob replied before Matt left his classroom.
Sitting back down at his desk, he continued to munch on his cheese and crackers before his next class came.