10-17-2015, 11:38 PM
Khasan took a deep breath some, nodding to his husband. "I think it is."
He turned and sat up in bed, putting a hand on his belly. It was not feeling any better from rest. The Russian Tartar knew that he’d soon be having his child at home. He gingerly swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood. There was no use just sitting there when it was this early into the labor. Khasan smiled at Stas.
“Ready to become a dad?” He asked sweetly, ”I’m going to be up and walking around. The books say this is a good thing to do.”
So he did, he walked around the upstairs level of the house, checking on little thing here and there. He never strayed too far from their bedroom. He stopped very little, his contractions still very light and manageable. He just hoped he was not stressing his Stanislav too much, as his husband just as well did not need too much excitement in his condition.
He turned and sat up in bed, putting a hand on his belly. It was not feeling any better from rest. The Russian Tartar knew that he’d soon be having his child at home. He gingerly swung his legs over the edge of the bed and stood. There was no use just sitting there when it was this early into the labor. Khasan smiled at Stas.
“Ready to become a dad?” He asked sweetly, ”I’m going to be up and walking around. The books say this is a good thing to do.”
So he did, he walked around the upstairs level of the house, checking on little thing here and there. He never strayed too far from their bedroom. He stopped very little, his contractions still very light and manageable. He just hoped he was not stressing his Stanislav too much, as his husband just as well did not need too much excitement in his condition.