Page 88 of The Champion
“Yes.” He nodded eagerly. His grin widened taking anotherdrink of his mostly rum. “Couldn’t be happier right now,” He started walkedtoward the family room before he spun back around and stood in front of me.“Are you happy?”
“Yes.” I answered immediately.
And I was. I wanted more kids; I just didn’t think it’dbe this soon.
Jameson left to party with his boys in the family roomwhile Alley made her way back into the kitchen. She’d just put the kids to bedupstairs and looked exhausted.
“I remembered why I hated being pregnant.” She huffed andstuffed a cookie in her mouth.
“Why’s that?” I asked leaning against the counter.
Nancy walked by with Axel sleeping in her arms andmotioned toward the stairs. I assumed she was putting him to bed for me. He hadthis ability to fall asleep anywhere and at the most random times. Like in themiddle of dinner, or in the bathtub. The bath was a problem, well so was dinnerafter he inhaled mashed potatoes up his nose one night.
“I hate all the hormones and the cravings,ohandthe exhaustion.”
“Me too,”
“Did you tell Spencer?”
“Yeah, he noticed how big my boobs were.” She lookeddown. “I had to buy a double D size.”
I laughed once. “Was he happy?”
“Yes and no. He’s nervous about how much he’s away fromthe kids already and now we’re adding another when Lexi isn’t even one yet.”
It was tough on everyone involved in racing, not just thedrivers. The crews, spotters...they allsacrificed any sense of normalcy.
Alley laughed and looked over at me. “Let’s just hope wedon’t have them on the same day.”
I finally convinced Jameson to come to bed that nightaround three in the morning. He grabbed Axel out of his room and brought him toour king sized bed.
Axel curled up against his chest and fell back asleepalmost immediately.
“Why did—”
Jameson’s index finger silenced me and then moved to hislips where he whispered. “Shhhh,” and then he pointed down to Axel. Movingcloser, he rested his hand on my belly.
After a few moments, he spoke. “Do you think it’ll be agirl?”
“Hmmm...I kind of hopeso,” I said softly trying not to wake Axel.
The good thing about him was he slept like me. Jamesoncould start a sprint car in his room and he wouldn’t wake once he was asleep.
Laying there with my expanding family, my anxiety of our lifestylegot to me.
“Do you think...Imean...it’s soon to be having anotherbaby, isn’t it?”
“Yeah I guess so. But I wouldn’t change anything aboutit.” he turned over propping himself up on his elbow to look over at me. Thesun was starting to rise over the lake, the light filtering in through thelight sheer drapery. “I know I’m not around much honey but this,” he motionedto us lying in bed. “I live for moments like this. Having another baby onlysweetens that for me.”
“Sweetens?” I giggled softly.
He laughed as well before kissing my forehead. “I justfeel bad that I’m living my dream and you are taking care of our family. You’remy pit stand.”
“Is that what you think? That you don’t help?”
“I don’t really.” He shrugged. “Even when you’re at thetrack with me, I feel like you’re the one having to keep track of him and nowanother baby, I just worry about your sanity in all of it.”
“Just like you...Iwouldn’t change anything. I love being Mama Wizard. Being at the track is whereI’d rather be anyway, with you, as your pit stand.”
