O Pregnant teen troubles

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"A girl," Stephen replies. "And I feel you about the food. I must have gained about thirty or forty pounds by now!"

[BellyLover]

"I know, right? That place I went to needs to offer a discount to pregnant men. Their food is so good but I'm still pretty full." I said, rubbing my belly. "So, how's Tristan doing?"

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"He's... good," Stephen replies, not wanting to betray his brother's confidence. He decides to change the subject. "You know what I really won't miss? The cravings. Last week, I was chowing down on peanut butter-covered pickles!" He shudders. "I don't think it gets grosser than that."

[BellyLover]

"That...actually sounds quite good. Me, I prefer peanut butter dill pickle sandwiches." I said, patting my belly which caused my girls to move around. "Mmmpf, I think I woke up my kids."

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Well, maybe they'll get a chance to calm down while we're in the hot tub," I say, as we approach the spa. "I'm going for the full treatment today." We both waddle inside and are greeted by a smiling receptionist.

"Hello, gentlemen! What'll it be today?"

[BellyLover]

"I'll take the full spa treatment, please." I said as I rubbed my big pregnant belly.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"We both will," Stephen adds, producing a credit card. "We'll start with the pedicure, please."

[BellyLover]

"That sounds really lovely." I said as I anticipated being pampered.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"That sounds really lovely." I said as I anticipated being pampered.

"Oh, it is," Stephen assures him. "That's one plus to pregnancy, I suppose -- getting to enjoy girly stuff like spa days."

[BellyLover]

"Have you been going here for some time since your pregnancy started?" I asked.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Oh yeah, it's a great place to... hang on." Stephen answers his phone. "Shane, what's up? What... getting you a drink?" He laughs. "Dude, that was hours ago! I think you're starting to lose it."

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Okay, see you soon." Stephen hangs up as he and Kevin change into bathrobes.

[BellyLover]

"Who was that, if you don't mind me asking?"

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Just Shane," Stephen says. "He's a friend of mine."

[BellyLover]

"Ah, okay then." "Lemme guess, he's pregnant too?"

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"How'd you guess?"

[BellyLover]

"Not to sound rude but I overheard your little conversation; and what person doesn't ask for something to drink to quell their morning sickness once they find out they're pregnant?" I asked. "And if he's pregnant I take it your brother is, too."

[BarefootAndPregnant]

"Wh-what makes you say Tristan's pregnant?" Stephen stammers.

[BellyLover]

"It's not exactly hard to put two and two together." I said. I noticed the worried expression on Stephen's face. "Listen, I've known both of you for quite a long time and if you're afraid I'm gonna rat either of you out, I'm not. I felt the same way you two did when I found out I was pregnant, and it's understandable. It's a scary thing, and I'm not gonna let that fear ruin this for me. " I said, patting my big belly.

[BarefootAndPregnant]

By this point, they're about to ease themselves into the hot tub.

"You're looking forward to being a parent, then?" Stephen asks.