Around 4 weeks later...

5th of March, 1965

Jude's POV

It has been around 28 days since our marriage is an "American" dream that came true and those days we shouldn't miss and underestimate with Tim our opportunity to celebrate this special ocassion- a month wedding anniversary. Namely today is amongst the days which we have decided to celebrate our prominent ocassion by ourselves. 

It was Friday night. I was lastly back from a long and fatiguing day which I spent half of it exhausted as a rabid dog to work in the retro restaurant. As I reborned back at home by closing the door behind myself, locking it, thereafter hanging my leather jacket, kicking off my ankle boots, hopping up in slippers. As I wore a white long sleeved blouse with thin black pantyhose, red skirt, knee length including my most precious accessories on my wrist and ears.  

The 2 story house sank into a dead silence, making me to wonder what was going on as I yelled:

-Tim? Sweetie?- My eyes goggled into every room's exteriors especially the living room, arching an eyebrow in confusion with grimaced face, frowning.

I wandered around the living room, searching for Timothy but once I was about to leave the living room, he jumped from nowhere, scaring me by letting his mouth to exclaim "Boooo!". I haven't expected that, besides my heart was near the verge to have a heart attack, sensing my face all blushed due to the awkward but adorable situation, placing a palm in front of my mouth, hiding it nervously whilst my another hand was on my chest. 

-Darling...*inhaling and exhaling as I took a deep breath* good evening to you! - I said with mildly emotional voice, meanwhile cackling in the same time. 

-Good evening to you too, rare bird!- He chuckled as well too.

-It was pretty unnecessary to spook me like that.- I stated with slightly dissatisfied and sarcastic voice tone as my arms were crossed, abiding gravely with a smirk.

-Well...it seems that you didn't take that spookiness from the bottom of your heart, right?- He teased me with a question which didn't annoy me at all. It rather rendered me to giggle again. 

-I didn't.- I replied his question modestly as he cupped my cheek, swallowing gulp in throat.

-Excellent, honey! Can you guess what is our special event today, marking a month since its rebirth?

-Our 1st month wedding anniversary as well. - I winked at him, meantime grinning in the same time as I knew ideally the answer to the simple question.

-Exactly, rara avis! You are so clever. This crystal memory of yours...*pointing whilst poking my head with his index finger as we cackled along once again* memorizes many things, is that right? 

I nod my head as an obediant child, thus he exclaimed proudly:

-And for this ocassion...*grabbing my hand as he exclaimed with his velvet voice* I have prepared something, sweetheart! *covering with one of his available hands as he didn't permit me to open my eyes unless he says, while pulling me towards him as we headed directly to the kitchen* Do not open your eyes unless I command. *hence, removing my only arm that prevented Jude from beholding the things as soon as she let her eyes open mechanically, she betrayed herself as her smile grew rapidly, filled with affection, ecstas and astonishment* Oh Wow! A romantic dinner for both of us?

-Yes, rare bird! Only for us. *approaching the decorated table with its coq au vin per a person's dish with wine glasses that are filled with white wine this time, a small azure porcelain vase in the middle of the table, mixed with spring and winter flowers with its impressive and amorous scent, satiating it in versed way.* Let me help you! *handing the chair as he jestured to help me, thereafter sitting normally*

-Thank you! It is just...wonderful. *sighing in a delighted relief as soon as Timothy took a seat next to me* I spent 2 hours to prepare all this not because only for me. It is mainly because of you and our remarkable ocassion which is going to be marked with its first month anniversary, babydoll! *tossing wine glasses, shrieking "Cheers!", thus sipping a little of my white wines* 

-Aww, you are such a gentleman, darling! You know!? - I enquired with tenfold delighted face as we relished the romantic dinner as we ate, drank and discussing together topics that intrigue us mostly.

-Of course, I do know, sweetie. - Timothy soothed me as he responded by cupping my hand into his palm in gentle way. His smile to me was so reassuring.

After the dinner, we washed together the dishes and empty and filthy wine glasses, hence, spending the rest of the evening in cuddles, listening to splendid retro romantic music via the gramophone tile in the living room as Timothy sat on one of the armchairs in the living room, whilst I was sitting on his lap, our warm bodies cuddling into each other, humming sweetly and silently in the same time. Our eyes were halfly shutted, cherishing such an unforgettable and marvelous moment.

Likewise those days especially the last ones which have passed until today, the weather changed significantly as the snow and the winter ambience vanished. The temperature's increase was a fact as well. We stashed the thicker clothes and a handful part of the shoes whilst had already prepared the spring clothes including some summer ones in our wardrobe, divided on two parts for both of us.

Sometime later...

6th of March, 1965

Suddenly something naturally tormented my body. I didn't feel well. I thought I have an essential need which I should...work on right away.

As I wore my big light red T-shirt with a pair of black lace panties in the bed, I woke up in the middle of the night, heading to the bathroom as soon as I hasted to hop up in my slippers during this second being quite gingerly with my actions so that to not wake up my husband who was deeply sleeping currently.

As I opened the bathroom's door quietly and swiftly along, my messy hair bounced as I do something such as an action or walk. I closed the door behind myself, turning the lights on as I opened widely the toilet seat, letting myself to disgorge out loud.

Timothy's POV

Unfortunately, I heard some kind of sounds coming from the bathroom due to that it is the closest room with the hall. Moreover, it was pretty evident that Judy wasn't in the bed with me, warming it. I rubbed my eyes, quickly getting out of the bed as I rushed to the bathroom, noticing my wife crouching up to the toilet seat as she puked as soon as I interracted to her, holding her protruding messy golden locks as I withdrawn them with my palms. She didn't seem to feel very well from first sight. 

Then she heavily breathed as her crouching body was still on the tiles as we looked at each other's eyes, noticing her pale, drained face, concerning me whilst wrapped one of my arms around her upper back.

-Are you okay, rare bird?- I posed the question as I frankly cared for her.

-Not really. I think I had violated with the amount of food on this special dinner as we marked...*stuttering, struggling to pronounce with an ease each word after the vomiting process* our 1st month anniversary since we are already married.- She muttered as her eyelids were swollen and red in the same time. She looked like a zombie but my beautiful and precious zombie, of course. 

-Well, I doubt that you have violated with its food quantity consumption this evening, honey! *thereafter she gave me a puzzled look as her opened mouth let out another gasp* This afternoon when you weren't at home, I was interested to gain some knowledge as I read a book about symptoms of pregnancy. - Consequently Jude was even more perplexed as soon as I syllablled the last sentence especially when the last three words were included in my speech "symptoms of pregnancy" which left my wife totally speechless as well, her eyes widened as a cat who had just seen meat nearby, aiming to eat it instantly. 

-What about it? - I hold her body, helping her to raise it as we went to the sink as I washed her face including her nostrils and mouth whilst she was washing her own hands with a soap. She was too inquisitive as her questions sounded lately. 

-Amongst the pregnancy symptomps are the early morning throwing ups. The woman is prone to be more emotional than the usual. So forth on which could be listed for eternity. 

-Wait a second!* wiping her mouth with some of her fingers as I carried her tired and fragile body, keeping the balance* You are telling me that there is a chance to being pregnant? - My rare bird questioned with more emotional, however, weary voice as she arched an eyebrow in the same time. 

-I suppose! *leaving the bathroom as soon as possible as I turned off the lights, returning back to bed, kicking off our slippers, lying next to each other, cupping her face with my both hands as I gazed at stunning but darkened hazel eyes* It would be a miracle if you are. Regardless if you are pregnant or not, I will always love for who you are and you forever and ever with my entire heart, my rara avis! 

-I love you too very much with my whole heart, sweetheart!

Then we cuddled as we carried on to sleep. It was 4AM in the morning of Saturday. I am certainly convinced that Jude is pregnant in 2nd month even if it is not clearly visible physically. Just a few minutes ago she demonstrated something in her which I haven't seen before. My wife is tending to be more emotional and sensitive except the fact that she felt nauseous for now. I am completely sure that she is going to feel the same way tomorrow. It is not her fault. I am definitely sure that she is pregnant when she even doesn't realises it yet. Until she takes a pregnancy test and we visit a doctor to consultate with him more about it as he advices us as pressumably future parents how to handle her mood swings for the upcoming months and many other things. 

To be continued...