I hugged him close. "Don't worry Marc, he always comes home. You know that, if you want you can call him on my phone ok?" Marc nodded and I grabbed my phone off my desk and called mom. "Hey mom, I got someone here who wants to talk to you. They miss you." I nodded and handed Marc the phone. "Here you go kiddo. Talk to him all you want, it's ok"
I watched Marc for the next 2 hours as he talked to mom. He hung up right as we heard mom's car pulling into the driveway. He handed me my phone back, thanked me, and ran off. I sighed thinking of how things would be like that with the baby and me. I mean the baby will most likely act the same way Marc does with mom.
Mara, Marc's twin, hates me with a passion. She never talks to me if she gets the choice. Anytime I try to start a conversation with her she walks away. Ever since she was a baby I knew she hated me. Her first act of hatred was when she was 8 months old and chucked a wooden building block at my head. Left a lovely bruise above me right eye for 3 weeks, she had a strong arm as a baby. Now she ignores me, and if I start to bother her I get something chucked at me. Last thing she threw at me was a compact mirror. I ducked in time for it to miss my head but still. Now I have to definitely steer clear of her if I wanted my baby safe.
Pistol is alright, he has his moments where I wanna lock him in a closet but that is normal brother thing. He is kinda fun sometimes; especially when he helps me pull pranks on family members. Our last prank was with Maddie. We put blue hair dye in her shampoo. Her hair is now a lovely blue-blonde color. Yeah I got grounded for a 2 months but man it is worth it.
Once mom had most likely put things I heard him walking to my room. He walked in with Marc sitting on his hip. "Hey Alex, thanks for letting Marc call me. That was really kind of you." I nodded. "And seeing as you showed you have a kind bone in your body you're getting the punishment for messing up your sister's hair cut short for good behavior." I smiled as he tossed me my car keys. "Go visit some friends." I watched him leave my room before dressing into different clothes and going to spend time with old pals.
Time passed and I am now 6 months. Woo...not. The baby is active as hell now. I decided I don't want to know the gender, I mean gives me a surprise right? I sat on my bed at 4 AM working on homework that was due Monday cause the baby is keeping me awake. I gave up and went to mom's room. I shook him til he woke. "Huh? Wha? What's wrong?"
"The baby won't let me sleep. Any hints on how to calm it?" he got up and led me to the kitchen. "I'm sorry to wake you but I haven't slept in 4 frickin' days and am dog tired." I crossed my arms on the table and leaned my head on them in frustration. "Was it this bad when you were pregnant with any of us?"
"Actually no it wasn't all of you that I carried were very subdued. Zack carried some active ones but you, Pistol, and Kammie were very calm babies." I scowled at him. "Sorry but it's true." He set a cup of Mango tea before me. "Drink that. It should help, Zack always drank it when pregnant. And I remember that it always made you sleepy as a kid." I drank it as we sat there talking. I remember lying my head on the table on my arms then nothing.
Next thing I know someone was shaking me awake. "Someone better be dying you or you will be." I opened my eyes and saw it was 6 AM. I only gout roughly 1.5 hours of sleep. I looked at the shaker and saw Pistol. "Alright kid, what's the emergency that will prevent me from hanging you by your fingernails from the ceiling?"
"Kameron is sick." I cursed. "I can't find daddy or mommy so I come find you."
"Alright; go play. I'll check no her." I watched Pistol run off before I stood, stretched, and walked towards the bathroom with a hand pressed into my spine which was sore beyond belief. I found Kammie barfing into the toilet. "Are you pregnant by chance?"
She laughed when the barfing subsided temporarily. "No I am not pregnant. But you are, are you alright?"
I nodded. "I haven't slept for 4 days when I finally get sleep it is only for 2 hours. My whole body is sore right now. But don't change the topic. What is wrong with you?" I sat on the edge of the tub.
"Nothing to worry about."
"Last time you said that you were rushed to the hospital for brain hemorrhage." I rubbed my stomach gently.
"I swear I am fine. I just ate bad food. Go back to your room and sleep. I'll be alright." She looked at me. "You are pale. Go sleep. I'll keep everyone from your room til you wanna be bothered."
I laughed. "Fine, but if you get rushed to the hospital again I will hurt you." she smiled and waved me off. "Fine I'm going." I stood slowly and went back to my room. I sat on the bed then laid on my side with a hand over my belly. I fell into sleepy bliss again.
When I woke again I was being shook. "Come on Alex, wake up. I gotta know you're ok."
"Screw you." I squeezed my eyes shut.
"Yeah hate me later; come on, wake up. It's 7 Pm. You've been out since 4: 30 AM!" My eyes snapped open and looked at my clock. It was dark out my window and the clock said 7:02 in neon green numbers. "Are you feeling alright?"
I looked at the person who woke me to see dad. I sat up and felt rejuvenated. "I am fine, just was super tired I guess. I can't believe I slept for 15 hours. I mean wow, I feel great actually." I stretched and rubbed my belly as the baby shifted some. Even though I was 6 months I was still shocked at the feeling of it moving.
Dad made me look at him. "You scared me so much. Don't ever scare me again ok?" I nodded. "Don't scare me again." He hugged me close and rubbed my back and I heard his silent cries. He lead me to the dining room for dinner. When everyone saw me I heard a collective sigh of relief.
I smiled as Halloween came around which was the 7th month of my pregnancy. I dressed as a vampire. Not many vampires get pregnant; I was remembered. Then I went to my last trick or treating house which was also the house of Jimmy Sullivan. When I knocked he pulled me into the house and told me to relax and put my feet up. I laughed when he went to the kitchen and came back with a huge bag if M&M'S and set it in my lap. "I knew you would come here for your last stop and want chocolate so I got you chocolate M&M'S. And no one tempered with it, I swear."
I laughed. "Thanks Jim. You're great and know me so well." I smiled up at him. He laughed and hugged me before going to man the front door again. I musta fallen asleep. Next thing I know I woke in someone's arms. I cracked my eyes open some to see who held me. Right away I knew it was Jimmy as I saw the handcuff tattoo on his neck. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep knowing he wouldn't let anything hurt me.
Month 9 has arrived. It's now December 19th and I am due any day. The baby is still active but is head down. When I saw doc for my last appointment before the birth he says the baby is happy as can be and that soon I will feel the actions of the baby slowly declining as it descends lower into my pelvis. Christmas vacation starts really soon too. I am hoping to have the baby before school starts again on January 2nd. I don't wanna go back to school pregnant, thank you but no thank you. I learned a new thing; the baby doesn't kick that much as I sleep...but the pressure of it in my hips keeps me awake at night. Lucky me...not.
Christmas morning arrived; I have been up since 4: 30 AM due to contractions. I knew my baby was coming. I knew I had time to go still thanks to the Home Economics and Life Prenatal classes I took the first two semesters of school. With each contraction I would breathe like I learned in Lamaze and rock my hips back and forth.
When 5 AM came around I heard people running downstairs to attack presents and I went slowly to join them. I sat on the couch and right away Kameron noticed I was acting weird. She leaned up to me from her spot on the floor. "Are you alright?" she whispered.
"Yeah." Right after I answered I got a contraction. She noticed and glared at me. "Alright I'm in labor. Don't say anything I got a while to go yet. My water hasn't even broken yet." She kept glaring but nodded. "Thank you Kammie." She sat by my feet and handed presents out for me. Mom came over to hug me in thanks for the new microphone I gave him. Right as he hugged me a contraction attacked and I hugged him harder than I had planned. He returned the hard hug as if it was a show affection not a way to hide the slight pain. "If you squeeze me like that again you're gonna help the contractions."
He released and looked at me. "You're in labor?!" I nodded. "Oh god! We gotta get you to the hospital! That is if you wanna deliver at the hospital."
I grabbed his arm. "Shut up mom. No offense but I hate hospitals they are too sterile..." Matt nodded. "If I get close to delivering I will let you know." He nodded and sat down again by dad. Everyone now knew what was going on and helped me out by bringing my presents to me or giving them out for me. 2 hours later I was lying sprawled out on the couch when my water broke. I gasped. "Oh man...I ruined the couch."
Kameron stood and held her hands out to me. "Come on I'll help you clean up." I let her pull me up; she led me to the bathroom. I stripped as she went and got my favorite Winnie the Pooh fleece pajamas. She handed them to me through the door and waited in the hall as I dressed. I left my soaked pajamas in the bathroom sink and she helped me back to the couch which was miraculously dry...who knew leather was amniotic fluid proof.
I sat down slowly and laid in my previous position; it was the most comfortable position I could be in. I saw one present still under the tree. "Hey guys you missed one."
Dad walked over and held it out to me. "We didn't forget it, we were waiting for the recipients to come back." I took it and looked at him curiously. "It's something we a
I hugged him close. "Don't worry Marc, he always comes home. You know that, if you want you can call him on my phone ok?" Marc nodded and I grabbed my phone off my desk and called mom. "Hey mom, I got someone here who wants to talk to you. They miss you." I nodded and handed Marc the phone. "Here you go kiddo. Talk to him all you want, it's ok" I watched Marc for the next 2 hours as he talked to mom. He hung up right as we heard mom's car pulling into the driveway. He handed me my phone back, thanked me, and ran off. I sighed thinking of how things would be like that with the baby and me. I mean the baby will most likely act the same way Marc does with mom. Mara, Marc's twin, hates me with a passion. She never talks to me if she gets the choice. Anytime I try to start a conversation with her she walks away. Ever since she was a baby I knew she hated me. Her first act of hatred was when she was 8 months old and chucked a wooden building block at my head. Left a lovely bruise above me right eye for 3 weeks, she had a strong arm as a baby. Now she ignores me, and if I start to bother her I get something chucked at me. Last thing she threw at me was a compact mirror. I ducked in time for it to miss my head but still. Now I have to definitely steer clear of her if I wanted my baby safe.Pistol is alright, he has his moments where I wanna lock him in a closet but that is normal brother thing. He is kinda fun sometimes; especially when he helps me pull pranks on family members. Our last prank was with Maddie. We put blue hair dye in her shampoo. Her hair is now a lovely blue-blonde color. Yeah I got grounded for a 2 months but man it is worth it. Once mom had most likely put things I heard him walking to my room. He walked in with Marc sitting on his hip. "Hey Alex, thanks for letting Marc call me. That was really kind of you." I nodded. "And seeing as you showed you have a kind bone in your body you're getting the punishment for messing up your sister's hair cut short for good behavior." I smiled as he tossed me my car keys. "Go visit some friends." I watched him leave my room before dressing into different clothes and going to spend time with old pals. Time passed and I am now 6 months. Woo...not. The baby is active as hell now. I decided I don't want to know the gender, I mean gives me a surprise right? I sat on my bed at 4 AM working on homework that was due Monday cause the baby is keeping me awake. I gave up and went to mom's room. I shook him til he woke. "Huh? Wha? What's wrong?""The baby won't let me sleep. Any hints on how to calm it?" he got up and led me to the kitchen. "I'm sorry to wake you but I haven't slept in 4 frickin' days and am dog tired." I crossed my arms on the table and leaned my head on them in frustration. "Was it this bad when you were pregnant with any of us?""Actually no it wasn't all of you that I carried were very subdued. Zack carried some active ones but you, Pistol, and Kammie were very calm babies." I scowled at him. "Sorry but it's true." He set a cup of Mango tea before me. "Drink that. It should help, Zack always drank it when pregnant. And I remember that it always made you sleepy as a kid." I drank it as we sat there talking. I remember lying my head on the table on my arms then nothing. Next thing I know someone was shaking me awake. "Someone better be dying you or you will be." I opened my eyes and saw it was 6 AM. I only gout roughly 1.5 hours of sleep. I looked at the shaker and saw Pistol. "Alright kid, what's the emergency that will prevent me from hanging you by your fingernails from the ceiling?""Kameron is sick." I cursed. "I can't find daddy or mommy so I come find you.""Alright; go play. I'll check no her." I watched Pistol run off before I stood, stretched, and walked towards the bathroom with a hand pressed into my spine which was sore beyond belief. I found Kammie barfing into the toilet. "Are you pregnant by chance?" She laughed when the barfing subsided temporarily. "No I am not pregnant. But you are, are you alright?"I nodded. "I haven't slept for 4 days when I finally get sleep it is only for 2 hours. My whole body is sore right now. But don't change the topic. What is wrong with you?" I sat on the edge of the tub. "Nothing to worry about.""Last time you said that you were rushed to the hospital for brain hemorrhage." I rubbed my stomach gently. "I swear I am fine. I just ate bad food. Go back to your room and sleep. I'll be alright." She looked at me. "You are pale. Go sleep. I'll keep everyone from your room til you wanna be bothered."I laughed. "Fine, but if you get rushed to the hospital again I will hurt you." she smiled and waved me off. "Fine I'm going." I stood slowly and went back to my room. I sat on the bed then laid on my side with a hand over my belly. I fell into sleepy bliss again. When I woke again I was being shook. "Come on Alex, wake up. I gotta know you're ok.""Screw you." I squeezed my eyes shut. "Yeah hate me later; come on, wake up. It's 7 Pm. You've been out since 4: 30 AM!" My eyes snapped open and looked at my clock. It was dark out my window and the clock said 7:02 in neon green numbers. "Are you feeling alright?"I looked at the person who woke me to see dad. I sat up and felt rejuvenated. "I am fine, just was super tired I guess. I can't believe I slept for 15 hours. I mean wow, I feel great actually." I stretched and rubbed my belly as the baby shifted some. Even though I was 6 months I was still shocked at the feeling of it moving. Dad made me look at him. "You scared me so much. Don't ever scare me again ok?" I nodded. "Don't scare me again." He hugged me close and rubbed my back and I heard his silent cries. He lead me to the dining room for dinner. When everyone saw me I heard a collective sigh of relief. I smiled as Halloween came around which was the 7th month of my pregnancy. I dressed as a vampire. Not many vampires get pregnant; I was remembered. Then I went to my last trick or treating house which was also the house of Jimmy Sullivan. When I knocked he pulled me into the house and told me to relax and put my feet up. I laughed when he went to the kitchen and came back with a huge bag if M&M'S and set it in my lap. "I knew you would come here for your last stop and want chocolate so I got you chocolate M&M'S. And no one tempered with it, I swear."I laughed. "Thanks Jim. You're great and know me so well." I smiled up at him. He laughed and hugged me before going to man the front door again. I musta fallen asleep. Next thing I know I woke in someone's arms. I cracked my eyes open some to see who held me. Right away I knew it was Jimmy as I saw the handcuff tattoo on his neck. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep knowing he wouldn't let anything hurt me. Month 9 has arrived. It's now December 19th and I am due any day. The baby is still active but is head down. When I saw doc for my last appointment before the birth he says the baby is happy as can be and that soon I will feel the actions of the baby slowly declining as it descends lower into my pelvis. Christmas vacation starts really soon too. I am hoping to have the baby before school starts again on January 2nd. I don't wanna go back to school pregnant, thank you but no thank you. I learned a new thing; the baby doesn't kick that much as I sleep...but the pressure of it in my hips keeps me awake at night. Lucky me...not.
Christmas morning arrived; I have been up since 4: 30 AM due to contractions. I knew my baby was coming. I knew I had time to go still thanks to the Home Economics and Life Prenatal classes I took the first two semesters of school. With each contraction I would breathe like I learned in Lamaze and rock my hips back and forth.
When 5 AM came around I heard people running downstairs to attack presents and I went slowly to join them. I sat on the couch and right away Kameron noticed I was acting weird. She leaned up to me from her spot on the floor. "Are you alright?" she whispered.
"Yeah." Right after I answered I got a contraction. She noticed and glared at me. "Alright I'm in labor. Don't say anything I got a while to go yet. My water hasn't even broken yet." She kept glaring but nodded. "Thank you Kammie." She sat by my feet and handed presents out for me. Mom came over to hug me in thanks for the new microphone I gave him. Right as he hugged me a contraction attacked and I hugged him harder than I had planned. He returned the hard hug as if it was a show affection not a way to hide the slight pain. "If you squeeze me like that again you're gonna help the contractions."
He released and looked at me. "You're in labor?!" I nodded. "Oh god! We gotta get you to the hospital! That is if you wanna deliver at the hospital."
I grabbed his arm. "Shut up mom. No offense but I hate hospitals they are too sterile..." Matt nodded. "If I get close to delivering I will let you know." He nodded and sat down again by dad. Everyone now knew what was going on and helped me out by bringing my presents to me or giving them out for me. 2 hours later I was lying sprawled out on the couch when my water broke. I gasped. "Oh man...I ruined the couch."
Kameron stood and held her hands out to me. "Come on I'll help you clean up." I let her pull me up; she led me to the bathroom. I stripped as she went and got my favorite Winnie the Pooh fleece pajamas. She handed them to me through the door and waited in the hall as I dressed. I left my soaked pajamas in the bathroom sink and she helped me back to the couch which was miraculously dry...who knew leather was amniotic fluid proof.
I sat down slowly and laid in my previous position; it was the most comfortable position I could be in. I saw one present still under the tree. "Hey guys you missed one."
Dad walked over and held it out to me. "We didn't forget it, we were waiting for the recipients to come back." I took it and looked at him curiously. "It's something we a
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