Isabella Couwenberg Fanfiction Draft

Sex and the City

It was the five words I never thought I’d hear Big say, “I think, I want kids”. It was a statement I never thought I’d have the option to even think about. Big and I had always been clear that we did marriage our way. We’d always agreed to follow our ‘Me and you, just us two’ unfollowed approach to tailor our marriage to be exactly how we’d wanted it. 

It wasn’t until we were lying in bed, and Big was snoring that I really stopped to think. Perhaps this was something I’d always wanted but hadn’t realized. I didn’t know whether it was even possible, we both lead such busy lives. Big was about to launch his own company and I was swamped while venturing a new chapter in my life, writing movie scrips. As the clock ticked to 2am, I felt my eye lids slowly growing heavier and I collapsed into a deep sleep. 

Three days had past since Big had made his questionable statement and I was finally catching up with the girls. Samantha had just arrived back from a two week safari with Riccardo in the South African jungle. Charlotte had spent the weekend down in the Hamptons with Harry’s family, and Miranda had been on a mini second honeymoon with Steve to celebrate a year since they had rekindled. 

As we all sat down to lunch I could tell everybody was bursting to talk about their own trips and that no one would be willing to be confronted with my dilemma. Charlotte, who had been disapproving but more importantly worried about Samantha’s trip to Africa eagerly addressed Samantha, “So, how was it?”, “ladies let me tell you, there is nothing quite like waking up in a tent in the middle of Africa with the view of Riccardo’s arse...”, “Samantha!! Please, Lily and Rose are here!” Charlotte pleadingly interrupted, immediately regretting even asking. I couldn’t keep it in any longer I had to get to the point, “I’m really sorry to do this but Big wants kids.” I uncontrollably blurted out, “and I have no idea how I feel about it.” I finished with a sigh. “Carrie thats amazing!!” I think Charlotte was just glad for another topic, “Honey that’s great but what do you want?” asked Samantha. Miranda hadn’t even heard what I’d said. Ever since starting at her new job she’d become even more in love with work, which was great for her but meant she rarely looked away from her Blackberry. “Well Miranda?” Samantha’s tolerance had been wearing with Miranda’s barely even here attitude the past couple of months. “Sorry Carrie,” Miranda apologized, “what was it you were saying?”. “Oh no, it’s not a problem,” Samantha interuptted “Big wants to have kids.”. “He what?”, I could tell that Miranda was shocked but also embarrassed for not hearing the first time. “Yeah well Big and I were having dinner the other night and it some how came up. I’d never expected to hear anything like that from him. What with the wedding and where we are in our lives. I just don’t know?” I could hear myself blabbering, it was a good thing the waiter was there to both save me and take my order. 

It had been a full hour and half, we had discussed multiple topics but we always seemed to find ourselves back on the baby issue. I was starting to get a nervous feeling in my stomach, as I was starting to realize I think I knew how I felt, and perhaps Big wasn’t going to like it. As we left the restaurant and all started to venture off our separate ways, Charlotte stopped me. “Look Carrie, I know this is completely your own decision and you shouldn’t let anyone but you influence it I just thought I should tell you. Having children has been the most amazing and rewarding experience of my life, I never knew I could feel love so strong toward two little people. But I just want you to know whatever you and Big choose I will support and respect.” I gave her a big hug, thanked her, then made my way home, with a quick detour through central park.