Knocked Up 8/8

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The sound of crying seeped into Adam’s consciousness and he opened his eyes. He wasn’t sure whether to laugh or coo at the scene before him. Tommy had Addie laid out on a changing pad at the foot of the bed and he was changing her diaper. Tommy’s nose was wrinkled comically and when he took off the dirty diaper he rolled it up and took it to the trashcan at arms length like it was a biohazard. All the while Addie wailed.

“Sorry, little miss. Let me get you into a clean diaper and then maybe since your daddy is awake he will feed you. I see you licking your lips like you haven’t eaten in ages.”

Adam was amused that Tommy was already picking up on their daughter’s hunger cues. He wondered for a moment if Tommy had slept at all, but with the way he carefully folded down the diaper so it was out of the way of the cord stump, Adam doubted he had slept at all. The man was slow and meticulous when tired. Adam looked up at the clock to discover he’d slept about four hours. It’d been a little after eight when he’d crashed and it was past midnight. He hadn’t felt a twinge of any more contractions yet. The twins would officially have two different birthdays.

Adam scooted up into bed. He was definitely sore and it was different only feeling the movements of one baby inside him. He brushed a hand over his bare belly and smiled. Once he’d settled with his back rested against the headboard he grabbed one of the extra pillows and plopped it into his lap. Tommy finished with the diaper and wrapped Addie up in a soft green blanket. He handed the little bundle to Adam.

“What did she weigh?”

“Six pounds, eleven and a half ounces.”

“Such a tiny girl,” Adam cooed at Addie and arranged her on the pillow.

“Haven’t been able to take my eyes off her.” Tommy climbed in bed beside Adam.

“Already got your dad wrapped around your little finger.” Adam brushed the baby’s cheek and she opened wide. He drew her little body close to his chest and she latched onto his breast like a pro. “I can’t believe… I just… I gave birth to her. She came out of me. I feel like I dreamed it, but as sore as I am I know it happened. And I’m feeding her my milk.”

“I… while you were sleeping… I held her the whole time. I watched her make faces while she slept. I never thought we’d ever be able to truly share a child, but not only do we share a child, we share two. Biologically they are ours, no matter if we’re part of the handful who will ever know it.”

Tommy scooted closer to Adam’s side and together they watched their baby nurse. Her quiet suckling filled the silence until she fell asleep and unlatched. “Did you bring the Moses basket in here?”

“Yeah, it’s by the foot of the bed.”

“Would you grab it please?”

Tommy got up, retrieved the basket and laid it on the bed beside Adam. Adam nestled their daughter into the basket and curled his body around it.

“Don’t move,” said Tommy.

“Kay.”

Tommy scuttled through the closet and finally found the tripod and camera. He got everything set, situated the tripod by the foot of the bed and checked the angle. He climbed into bed and mimicked Adam’s position on the other side of the basket. Adam’s belly was still prominent enough to show the reason only one child was present. Tommy laid his head on his arm and clicked the button. The flash came moments later, forever capturing the beautiful scene, and Tommy checked the display. He took a couple of pictures of just Adam curled around the basket and a couple of close up shots of Addie, and then turned the camera off.

“Done. We’ll be sure to get a few more shots if our other little one ever decides to make an appearance.”

“Yeah, I feel a little crampy, but nothing like the contractions from before. I’m gonna go pee, would you grab me a bottle of water please?”

“Yeah, I’ll be back in a sec.”

Adam got up and quietly made his way to their bathroom. He pulled down his underwear and sat down to pee. After he finished and flushed, he stood by the sink for a second, concentrating on his body. He was definitely cramping and the sensation was much like a contraction, but in a dull way. It was all in his belly. It made him wonder for a moment if Addie’s position had caused the labor to be so uncomfortable. He’d always heard female friends talk about back labor. All this was muddled in his mind as a sudden pressure distracted him. This was familiar, and he realized that it was right from his dreams. On autopilot he grabbed several towels and laid them on the floor a few feet from the floor-length mirror. By the time he’d shucked his underwear and kneeled down on the towels, Tommy was standing in the doorway holding a water bottle.

“Come sit,” Adam said calmly. “I know what to do, the dream showed me this. I just want you to be here to support me, okay?”

“What about David?”

“David can’t do anything, I’m supposed to deliver him,” Adam replied firmly.

“Alright baby, you know I’m here for you.” Tommy crouched down beside Adam.

“Thank you.” Adam tensed, the pain in his abdomen came into sharp focus and so did the need to push. He gave a push and grunted, his water broke and spilled over the towels. “Our son is ready to make an appearance.”

“Good, you’re doing it baby.” To Adam’s ears Tommy sounded afraid.

Adam couldn’t focus on fear. He was strong and he could do this. He pushed and felt the baby move down. Tommy’s surprised gasp met his ears. He couldn’t ask what, he just bore down and glanced back at the mirror. He could make out a tiny foot dangling from his body. The pain ebbed and flowed through him and for the second time during this experience, he felt a connection to the universe and all the women who’d been through this before him. Energy surged and he pushed until he was pretty sure his eyes were going to pop out. Pain, fire, electricity… the sensations flooded him and he looked back to see two legs protruding. He tried to watch the mirror while he pushed, but his vision blurred with the strain. He finally relaxed and panted for a minute. The baby’s bottom was visible. “Tommy,” he gasped. “Listen closely. When the baby is delivered up to the cord I want you to tell me to stop pushing. I want you to reach up and grab the cord and gently pull out a little more of the cord. I don’t want it to be pulled tight as he delivers.”

“Okay, yeah, I can do that.”

Adam gave another big push and Tommy stopped him. Adam watched in the mirror as Tommy followed his instructions.

“Okay, done.”

Adam nodded and gave another series of small pushes, aware of his position and rearing back on his haunches until the towels supported the baby’s butt. Satisfied the baby wouldn’t drop once he delivered the head, Adam gave one push and then another, a zing of pleasure zipping through him as the baby was finally delivered. Adam maneuvered himself so the he was sitting and scooped up the baby. Instinctively he brought the baby’s mouth to his and sucked all of the mucus from the baby’s mouth. Adam turned his head a spit the substance onto the floor. When his mouth was cleared the babe gave a half-hearted cry. “Hand me a clean towel.”

Tommy handed Adam a soft towel and Adam used it to wipe their son’s face and clean the baby up. Their son was a little lethargic and not quiet as pink, but Adam roughed him up with the towel and the baby gave a healthy cry. Adam watched closely as his son’s chest rose and fell. Finally he pinked up like his sister. Adam wrapped him up and brought him close to his chest. “Hi little guy. Welcome to the world.”

The baby looked up at Adam with bleary eyes and nuzzled into his chest. “Maybe he napped with you, he looks sleepy.”

“Maybe, but would you take him… I…”

Tommy took the infant and Adam squatted over the towel. It’d only been a few minutes since the birth, but the cramps had returned and he gave a push. The placenta was expelled and made a wet sound when it hit the towel. Adam no sooner settled back down than a searing pain coursed through his midsection and the world went white.





Either The Fates really have some awesome timing or the bitches really like giving poor Tommy a stroke. Either way, it had to happen. Their little intervention took care of all of the organ tampering they’d done and Adam was back to male minus the breasts, which would stick around until he finished nursing.

David came in and checked Adam and the baby. Both were found to be in perfect health and Adam was showing no signs of tearing or even any indication of the fact he’d just given birth to two babies. While Adam was out I observed David as he weighed the tiny tot. Seven pounds and lungs like his dad once he got riled up. As soon as David was finished, Tommy wiped his son with a washcloth and diapered him. The onesie went on without a problem. Tommy wrapped the infant in a blanket, retrieved the other Moses basket and nestled the babe inside. While Adam slept on, Tommy snapped a couple of pictures of Adam nestled around the basket and then he lay beside the other basket and took a picture. Their family. Tommy’s heart was full and ached all the same. I was impressed with Tommy though. He’d held it together and even had the good wit to call their mothers.

Once Adam finally woke I watched Adam nurse the babies while he and Tommy discussed names for their son. They finally agreed on a name and for now you will know him as Nixy.

Addie and Nixy took center stage for the next few weeks. Their mothers came and Leila brought Adam a double blessing’s pillow. It was a wonderful nursing pillow that aided Adam in nursing comfortably. I was impressed; Adam learned to nurse them with no hands.

Close family and friends were notified of the birth of Adam’s children via a surrogate. Each phone call was packed with questions he felt like he’d answered a million times. Twins? How much did they weigh? What are their names? When are you coming home? What do you need for the house? Why didn’t you tell us? So on and so forth. For Adam, the hardest to break it to was his dad.

I was amazed at how well it all went. In the first week of November Adam and Tommy moved back home and when they got there, they discovered that Alisan and other friends had conspired to set up a nursery.

Luckily they avoided the paparazzi for a while. At nine weeks old the babies were still a secret. It wouldn’t last though.





Adam and Tommy were both exhausted. A steady stream of visitors had been in and out of the house all day and had made nursing a nightmare since only four other people knew that Adam was breastfeeding. The babies were cranky and so were the parents, so when they finally ushered out the last of their guests Adam took Addie and Nixy to their bedroom. He settled into the over-sized rocker, unbuttoned his shirt, and plopped the nursing pillow in place. Tommy handed Addie to him first. He settled her into the pillow, adjusted her position and then reached for Nixy. Soon both babies were suckling happily and for the next few minutes he and Tommy could talk. Tommy sat down in the other rocker. “Something’s on your mind, Adam.”

“Yeah, I’ve just been thinking. I’ve been wanting to talk to you about it, but between diapers and feedings and the insane stream of people in and out of our house since we’ve been home, I haven’t had had the chance.”

“Alright, well, I’ve been wanting to talk to you too.”

“You go first,” said Adam.

“Well, David did the belly cast and once it was done he packed it up and we brought it back with us. You didn’t see it after David finished and the day that you went out with your mom to look for waist cinchers, David looked after the babies for a couple hours. I knew you wouldn’t be gone more than three hours since we haven’t started them on bottles yet, so it was rushed, but I uhh… I painted the belly cast.”

“You?”

“I… I know you could’ve asked Cassidy or Drake, but I… it just felt too personal. I wanted to do it.”

“Let me see.”

“Okay, hang on. Let me go get it.”

Tommy hurried from the room and Adam looked down at his babies tiredly. “Your daddy never ceases to amaze me,” he whispered.

Tommy returned with a large box. He looked at Adam sheepishly. “I uhh…”

“Open the box.”

Tommy removed the lid and pulled away the newspaper to expose the design. On the belly there were twin Virgo symbols. The symbol on the right was purple and faded to pink and the one on the left was blue and faded to aqua. Adam smiled; it represented the way they were inside of him. Then he noticed on one breast was the Libra symbol and the other had his Aquarius. It was perfect. The rest of the cast was painted in bluish-grays and had stars and a smiling moon. Adam couldn’t have imagined anything more perfect.



“Tommy, it’s… I couldn’t have asked for anything better.”

“You really like it?”

“Yes, it’s gorgeous. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome. And it’s ready for hanging. I figured we could hang it above the mantle. That way anyone who comes in can see how you looked full with our babies.”

“Not that they’ll ever know,” Adam chuckled. Addie had fallen asleep and unlatched, so he handed the nestled little bundle to Tommy. Tommy cuddled her close, walked over to the bassinet and placed her in it.

“Now what did you want to talk to me about?”

“I think… I want to talk to People magazine about the babies… and us if you’re okay with it. I don’t want to wait until the album has been out a month.”

“Yeah, that’s… the only reason I ever wanted to wait was to protect your album sales.”

“I know, I just wanted to make sure it was okay.”

“Yeah, let’s do it.”





From there I should say the rest was pretty much history, but that’s not quite how it ends. There are a couple of other things you need to see, the article being the first and the second a special surprise that comes in a little later. For now, here’s a peek at the article that introduced Adam and Tommy’s babies to the world.





Our resident rocker from season eight of American Idol, Adam Lambert, contacted us about a week ago. Of course I immediately looked around the blogosphere to see what Adam had been up to as of late. I was nearly astonished when I came up empty handed other than the news of his album dropping in a couple of weeks. Curious, I called Adam back, but I’ll tell you right now, I never expected what I was about to hear.

Here’s a transcript of our interview along with a peek inside Adam’s bedroom, and a look inside the nursery of his twins, yeah readers you read that right.

Editor: So Adam, you want to tell the world something, what is it?

Adam: Well, I wanted to come out and give the exclusive to People and tell the world that I’ve been living with Tommy (gives Tommy a smile) since December. We moved in together after the tour ended and that’s when our relationship became something other than, forgive me for saying this but, convenient.

Editor: And December was a big month for you already, wasn’t it?

Adam: Yes, I had made the decision that I wanted to have kids while I was still young enough to enjoy them. My manager, who’s threatened to kill me for this since I didn’t tell her about any of it until after the birth of the babies, unknowingly introduced me to a lady who became my anonymous surrogate. We didn’t do it the old fashioned way (chuckles), but we didn’t do it in an office either; there may have been a turkeybaster involved. Our privacy was very important. So yeah, in early December she and I got together and did an at home insemination. She had a history of surrogacy and had given birth to twins already and well, in early January we found out she was pregnant. At her nineteen-week ultrasound it was confirmed she was carrying twins.

Editor: And how did Tommy feel about all this?

Adam: I’ll let him answer that.

Tommy: There were a lot of mixed emotions for me. My dad had passed away while we were touring and the idea of raising Adam’s kids with him was a little terrifying. I wasn’t sure I knew how to be a father and I couldn’t ask mine. Now though, I wouldn’t trade them for the world.

Editor: Were you both there for the birth?

Tommy: Yeah, I actually delivered our little girl with the assistance of the midwife.

Adam: And I delivered our son alone. There were several hours between babies and our little boy decided to arrive with just us present. He came feet first.

Editor: That must’ve been scary.

Adam: I was oddly calm and Tommy was there. It was just like our own little private moment.

Editor: Well, I’m glad everything went well. Now that you have two beautiful babies would you like to reveal their names to the world?

Adam: Well this little miss here is Adara Raine Ratliff-Lambert. We call her Addie.

Tommy: And this little guy is Phoenix Terron Ratliff-Lambert. Nixy for short.

Editor: And you’ve given them Tommy’s last name as well?

Adam: Yes, Tommy was there during the pregnancy and the birth. I also know he’ll be right there beside me when they start walking, go to pre-k, their first dance, and every other milestone. For all intensive purposes these are our children.

Tommy: Exactly, yes they are Adam’s, but they’re also mine in every way that counts.

Editor: Well, on that note is there anything else you’d like to say?

Adam: I want to thank our families for supporting us. To the paparazzi, please respect our privacy even though I’m sure that will fall on deaf ears. To our fans, in lieu of gifts, please make donations to the March of Dimes or Donors Choose. We’re blessed to have everything we need and would prefer our fans to put their money into a charity.

Tommy: And don’t forget to pick up Adam’s new album. It drops November 22nd.

We wish Adam Lambert, Tommy Ratliff, and their new little bundles of joy well. Adam’s new album ‘With Pain Comes Joy’ will be released November 22nd, check it out.

Adam looked at the cover of People. He and Tommy were smiling, Tommy holding Addie and Adam looking down at Nixy who was nestled in his lap. He studied the picture critically. His hair was back in a slick ponytail and he could still see some of the roundness in his face. For the most part his body looked almost normal. For the photoshoot he’d worn a waist cincher beneath his button down and the jacket concealed his breasts. Less than three months had passed since the birth and he looked good. He was eating healthy and had started pumping breast milk so he could be away from the babies a little longer when necessary. They still weren’t overly fond of the bottle, but Adam knew that Tommy enjoyed the opportunity to feed them.

Adam smiled. Tonight was his album release party and his first show featuring the new album would be December 15th. Adam wondered if he’d conceived the twins on that date last year. He’d never know for sure. This year he’d be on stage performing songs from his new album; the twins would be fifteen weeks old by then. Adam couldn’t imagine how much they would change in the weeks to come.

Adam heard Nixy cry and sighed. He went into the living room and found Tommy bottle-feeding Addie. “Hey, hey Nixy, you feeling left out?” Adam cooed. He smiled when Nixy turned toward his voice. “How about I feed you? One last meal and a diaper change before your grandmas get here so your daddy and I can go out.” Nixy gurgled and gave a faint smile. Adam scooped him up from his basket and sat down on the couch beside Tommy. Adam made quick work of unbuttoning his shirt and pulling up the sports bra that he’d lined with nursing pads. Once everything was out of the way he situated Nixy in his arms and brought the baby to his chest. Nixy latched on, one little hand on Adam’s breast. Adam never thought he’d love nursing the babies so much, but it was really something else.

“You ready for tonight?” asked Tommy.

“I… I’m kind of nervous. A lot of the writing I did while I was battling morning sickness, the vocals were rushed, and I just don’t know what the fans will think of the album as a whole.”

“They’ll love it.”

“I hope so.”

“If anything they’ll get a peek inside the most personal experience they’ll never know about. I know With Pain Comes Joy as a whole was a roller coaster ride for you, but What Love Is will be the track that steals their hearts. They’ll think you wrote it about our anonymous surrogate,” Tommy giggled.

“Yeah, I wrote that just after the first time you got to feel them move.”

“I know,” Tommy replied. He leaned over, careful not to wake Addie, and pecked Adam’s cheek. “It’s my favorite track.”

“Mine too.”

A soft knock on the door signaled the arrival of the moms. Tommy got up with Addie and put her in her basket. Adam listened to Tommy’s light footsteps and the sound of the lock clicking open. He smiled when Tommy made a ‘shh’ sound and led Dia and his mom into the living room. Adam waved from his seat on the couch. Nixy was still munching on his dinner. “Your grandmas are here,” Adam whispered. “You and your sister need to be good for them while we’re gone.”

“The babies will be fine, Adam.”

“I know, mom. It’s just the first time Tommy and I will both be away from them for more than a couple of hours.”

“It’s normal to be nervous,” Dia chimed in. “Tommy’s father and I were both a wreck the first time we left him alone after he was born. I knew he’d be safe, but you can’t help that ‘what if’ that’s in the back of your mind. It’s what makes you a good parent.”

“It’s gonna be hard to leave them,” Tommy agreed.

“Yeah, but since Nixy seems to be done I better put him down and make sure my outfit is in place before we go.” Adam slipped his pinky into Nixy’s mouth to break the latch.

Tommy came over and Adam handed Nixy to him. He righted the bra and made sure the nursing pads were in place, then re-buttoned his shirt. A quick run to the bathroom to pee, brush his teeth, and touch up his makeup and Adam was ready to go. He picked up Addie’s basket, kissed her little head, and repeated it with Nixy. “Bye Addie, bye Nixy, we’ll be home later tonight. Mom, the bottles are in the fridge. If you need anything I have my phone on vibrate. Now I’m gonna go before I start crying and ruin my makeup.”

Tommy quickly said goodbye to the babies and followed Adam out. “We’ll be back before you know it, baby. And they’ll sleep most of the time while we’re gone.”

“I know,” Adam replied and slid into the driver’s seat of his Mustang. “It’s just that time with them is so precious. They’re only going to be little once.”

“Yeah, but with your album coming out and the tour in the summer, we have to get used to being away a little. We’ve got a great family and a network of friends that will support us when we need babysitters. And who knows, maybe we can even take advantage of that one evening and drop them off with someone for a little while so we can have some time alone.”

Adam’s dick twitched in the confines of his skinny jeans. They hadn’t been intimate since the babies were born. Adam’s body was pretty much normal as far as erections and sexual response, but he and Tommy had been up to their elbows with the twins. “Yeah, that would be nice.” Adam conceded.





The album party was amazing. I watched as Adam and Tommy danced together. They were happy and I’ll be the first to tell you that Adam’s thoughts about alone time with Tommy weren’t easily forgotten. That night after the party they drove up to a secluded spot away from the city and exchanged blowjobs in Adam’s car like naughty teenagers.

From then on things only got better. Adam’s album sales were through the roof, the babies were growing like weeds, and Adam was getting confident in his body again. I was proud of Adam and Tommy. They’d been through so much together, but wouldn’t you know it, the night of Adam’s first show revealed a special surprise from The Fates.





Adam ran off stage, Tommy close behind him. His adrenaline was through the roof and he couldn’t wipe the smile off his face. Everything had gone so well, the band was tight, and the crowd was amazing. He couldn’t have asked for a better night.

They stumbled into the dressing room in a heap of sweat and giggles. It wasn’t until Adam turned to the mirror that his heart stopped. There next to the mirror was a crimson envelope with stark black calligraphy on the front. Adam shivered. It was addressed to Tommy.

The End

I have a page with some Knocked Up Exras and I also open up the floor in that entry to any of you who have questions about this fic or mpreg in general.

Also my birthday was 12-7 and I put up a Charity Water page. If you'd like to donate here's the addy. http://mycharitywater.org/pyrobatz

Also a final thank you to my amazing artist youkeyh. Go leave her some love for her amazing art here. She very literally slaved on this stuff until the final hour and I can't thank her enough for bringing my vision to life.

Comments

[scorpio-15.livejournal.com]

OMG IT'S HERE! *rolls around in lovely fic with amazing art* GDI bb, I'm so fucking proud of you! This story is, as I said all along, absolutely amazing and wonderful and still makes me unf and giggle and curse you and sniffle even after all the hours I spent with it xDDDDD You did a spectacular job sweetie. Thank you so much for the dedication, yes I totally teared up. not ashamed. love you sfm <333333333

[tommyglitter.livejournal.com]

*SQUEEEE!* I love this story so much! And the ending? Wow! Perfect! Why couldn't you share that with me earlier???? *pouts like a 3 year old*

Excellent job, bb! *hugs*

[lizibabes.livejournal.com]

Perfect ending :D

[eowyn-for-adam.livejournal.com]

Just one word...
BEAUTIFUL...