Now 8 weeks into her pregnancy, Chloe was definitely starting to experience the gradual changes going on. Just like her last pregnancy, morning sickness hit her hard as hell...
The redhead whined as she pulled her head out of the toilet, wiping her sweaty brow.
"Mom, are you okay?" Hailee asked warily, slowly opening the bathroom door.
"Yeah, I'm alright, honey." The 30 year old pulled herself back up on her feet, flushing the toilet before walking over to the sink.
"Are you sure? You've been throwing up a lot lately, shouldn't you go to the doctor?" The young girl's concern over her mother's concern was endearing. The thing is, Chloe and Beca still hadn't told the 11 year old that they were expecting a baby.
"I don't need to go to the doctor, Hailee." Chloe said, running her hand through her hair as she looked at herself in the mirror.
"But mom, what if-"
"Hailee, I know why I've been throwing up." The woman cut off her daughter and looked at her in the mirror, the younger girl's face screwing up in confusion. "It's because..." She took a deep breath before continuing "...I'm pregnant."
"What?-Really?! Oh my God!" Hailee squealed in excitement, throwing her arms around her mother from behind.
The redhead couldn't help but smile. She was scared of how Hailee would react, she knew the girl has talked about wanting younger siblings before but she didn't know if her mood would change if it actually happened.
"Does Beca know?" The short brunette asked as she retracted her hands so Chloe could turn around to her.
The older woman just laughed. "Of course she does, Hailee." She said, stroking her daughter's hair.
"And you guys didn't tell me?" The 11 year old furrowed her brow slightly.
"We haven't told anyone yet, we were waiting till next month." Chloe explained and Hailee nodded slowly, not bothering to ask. She lifted her wrist to look at her watch. "We need to leave for school in 20 minutes, I'm gonna call Beca, why don't you go get your bag and shoes from downstairs so we're ready to go." She suggested.
"Okay." Hailee left the room and ran upstairs.
Chloe got herself washed up before searching for her cell phone which she eventually found in the kitchen.
"Everything okay?" Was the first thing her wife asked when she answered the phone. Chloe rolled her eyes with a small smile.
"Yeah I'm fine, babe, don't worry." The redhead chuckled slightly. "Just a little morning sickness as usual."
"Do you want me to come home?" Beca quickly asked. As you've probably noticed, Beca gets pretty overprotective of pregnant Chloe.
"No of course not, sweetheart. I wanted to tell you something else before I have to take Hailee to school." The redhead leaned against the counter, holding the phone between her ear and shoulder while she used her hands to adjust her blouse.
"Yeah? What?"
"I told her I'm pregnant."
"Hailee?"
"Yeah, she came into the bathroom when I was throwing up and asked what was wrong." The older woman explained.
"How did she take it?" Beca wondered.
"She seems excited." The redhead smiled, biting her bottom lip.
"Aw really? That's awesome." Her own excitement was clear in her voice which made Chloe even happier.
