Forever - Christian Yelich

My Entire World.

Brooklyn~

"Well, don't induce him right when I'm about to leave," Christian says as I lightly bounce on the exercise ball we have in the living room right now. 

"He is sitting weird and it's bothering me."

"We'll don't do this too much."

"Don't you have to get going?" I retort back at him. 

"Oh, we're sassy today."

"Well, are you 38 weeks and 4 days pregnant and are about to pop?"

"She's got a point honey," Alecia yells from the kitchen. He looks back at me and laughs, "I have to get going. I love you and call me if anything happens."

"Yep, we will. Love you," I say keeping it short as I get over this false contraction. He leans down and tilts my head up to kiss me. I savor this kiss for as long as I can because, in true honesty, I don't want him to leave. Even though I know he has to. "I love you."

I watch him go over and hug his mom before heading out the door. I still can't believe they made it to the NLCS. They just get on this September/October push and it's always just as crazy. I push myself up and slowly waddle my way into the kitchen where Alecia's cooking something, like usual.

"Is it bad that I didn't think they'd make it this far and I'm a little salty they did?"

She just laughs, "If we're being honest, I was hoping they didn't make it this far just for Christian's sake. But I'm still just as proud."

"So glad we're on the same page. Do you need any help?"

"Honey, go lay down. Get your rest."

"Alecia, I am losing it because cooped up in here."

"Okay, fine. I was about to ball these up anyway," she says and hands me a bowl of cookie dough. These are about to be so good.

Next Day

I sit on the exercise ball since it's the only place I can get remotely comfortable and try to stretch my body a bit. I feel so sick and it happened overnight and I have no idea what to do. Maybe a shower will help. "I'm gonna go shower and maybe lay in bed and see if I feel better," I tell Alecia as she sits on the couch.

"Okay, let me know if you need anything. I'll be down here."

"Okay." I slowly move up the stairs since everything takes away my energy right now. I turn the water on and wait for it to heat up. Stripping out of my clothes I glance at myself in the mirror. So this is what 38 weeks pregnant does to you? It's definitely a look. I step in and feel my muscles relax under the water and stand there for a few minutes.

After a long half-hour of standing under hot water and actually washing my hair and body, I get out and wrap a towel around me as best as I can. I walk into our closet to find some warm clothes. Where are his sweats? That's the only thing that fits right now. I finally find them and put those on and also his sweatshirt. I still don't feel that much better, so that's great. Maybe if I lay down, I'll start to feel better.

I adjust my body around the pregnancy pillow we got a couple of months ago and try my best to get comfy. Honestly, this was probably the best thing I've ever bought, and I am not mad about it. The urge to pee comes about and frustrates me. "Dude, I just laid down."

I get up, go to the bathroom and come back before it happens again. What the fuck, I just went. After a few times of that happening, I realize it's not pee. Fuck. No fucking way my water just broke. Oh god. "No, you need to stay in there until at least tomorrow night." He kicks me, "Fine, jeez don't listen to your mom."