CH23: HAPPY ANNIVERSARY (part one)

Renesmee's POV

It was August now, a few days until Momma and daddy's anniversary. And boy was her belly big! I was surprised that she could even walk. I was glad about one thing: she wasn't in pain. Her hormones, however, were raging. Every now and then she would just growl out of nowhere. Her anger would almost always be directed to Uncle Emmett for he was taking advantage of her mood swings. If she wasn't angry, she would unconditionally be affectionate.
"Oh, Nessie," Momma crooned. "You know how much I love you right? And how pretty you are? It's no wonder why Jacob is so head over heels for you," she said brushing my hair before tucking me in.
I smiled in amusement.
"I'm only pretty because I inherited it from you," I replied matter-of-factly.
Just then daddy appeared, leaning on my doorway with his arms crossed.
"I contributed to your beauty, too, Ness," he remarked with a smirk.
I giggled. "oh, yeah. Sorry daddy. But thanks to you, I have gorgeous hair!" I replied bouncing cross-legged on my bed.
He joined us on my bed and I began speaking to him in my head.
(Did you and Poppa make the crib already?)
Momma was engrossed with my hair to notice his quick nod. My smile grew bigger.
It was nice for daddy to find the crib that once belonged to him when he was younger and use the wood to make a new one for Eddie. I knew that my mom would love it. She always enjoyed the sentimental values of the gifts that daddy gave her.
This was Ivee's first, big celebration with the family, not counting her homecoming a couple months back. She was stressing over what to get for my parents. Since she was such a talented artist, I suggested for her to make a portrait of my mom and dad. I loved how she came to me with her little troubles. In fact, Emmie and Rommel were worried about the same thing. Considering the three of us played an instrument, Gramma suggested we come up with something to perform for the party tomorrow night and we did. I would start with a light intro and Emmie would take over with the melody, but being the boy that Rommel was, he persisted in having a drum solo. We couldn't refuse since the whole time he would just be keeping count with the bass drum. We practiced a couple of times and I had to admit that we played was pretty good. Daddy listened in one time and he loved it. There was no use in keeping the gift a secret from him because of his mind reading but nevertheless, I was happy that he liked it. We couldn't wait to see my mom's reaction.
"I think she'd start tearing up," Rommel commented after practice the other day.
Emmie nodded profusely. "Her mood swings have been on over drive lately. I guess that means Eddie is coming soon," she replied, wiping down the rosin residue on her cello.
I was shaken from my daydream when I heard my mom suck in a quick breath. I twisted in my position to see her wincing and her hand clutching the fabric over her belly.
"Bella, what's wrong?" daddy asked, hovering protectively beside her.
"It's nothing. Eddie's just kicking away. Poor kid, it's probably awfully cramped in here," she answered with one hand behind her hack and the other patting her huge stomach.
"Are you sure, momma? I'm sure Poppa can give you morphine or something to ease the pain. You know that we're prepared," I said getting up.
"No, no, there's no need. I'm fine," she waved off. I looked to daddy to see if I should proceed or not.
He was quiet for a while, either listening to my mom's thoughts or my baby brother's.
After a few moments of silence, he chuckled.
"It seems that your brother enjoys the sound of your voice," he mentioned gently rubbing momma's belly. My mom and I smiled at that.
Now with every strand of my hair brushed, they kissed me goodnight and tucked me in tight. Tomorrow was going to be a long day of preparing for their big day.

I woke up feeling the warmth of the sunlight that peeked through my window. I dressed out of my pajamas in less than five minutes. I got downstairs to find my cousins already eating their breakfast on the island counter. The smell of bacon, waffles and the sweetness of syrup engulfed me. My dad was to take my mom out for the day so that we could decorate the backyard and such. We were expecting quite a lot of people with the wolves and the Redfords coming.
While I was enjoying my plate of bacon and waffles, the kitchen door opened and shut. I didn't even have to turn around to see who it was.
Jacob was at my side in an instant and he planted a kiss on the top of my head. I wasn't surprised to find Seth greeting Emmie the same way.
"Hey, where's my kiss?" Rommel asked, playfully pouting. He resembled Uncle Emmett so much when he did that.
"Right here," Ivee answered pecking his cheek.
"Aww, thanks little cuz. Because of that, you get 2 kisses, one on each cheek."
We all smiled. I'm glad that we all got along so well.
"Jacob, Seth, why don't you sit and eat? I'm sure you two are starving," Gramma offered.
"Don't mind if we do," Jacob replied, having 2 stacks of waffles already piled on his plate.
After we were all done eating, we thanked Gramma and started making our way out back. We found the enormous grass area completely covered with a dance floor and a DJ booth not too far away. Tonight was going to be a lot of fun judging from all this get up.
We all had duties for the day. My grandparents were to be in the kitchen for a good amount of time, cooking for the party. As for me, my cousins, Jake and Seth, we were to do the lights, hanging them every where, including the trees nearby.
We didn't have much trouble so we were done in no time. We didn't feel like practicing, so we played video games until we were called to get dressed.

I only called this part one because I knew that I haven't posted since forever...and so here's what I got so far.
I haven't done any homework yet and I have church tomorrow so I don't really know when part 2 will be up. Sorry guys...