I'm around five months pregnant. It's become a little more noticeable now, but I'm still very small. Dean is always very concerned.
Dean has definitely thought of the baby as his own. I mean the baby will be, seeing as it's his name on the birth certificate and will be caring for him. It just makes me so happy knowing that it's happening with him.
I love Lyle and all, but I can't imagine him being a dad.
I've been continuing my work on the farm. Dean is always there to help me, he's super worried I'm gonna hurt myself. Nobody else had said anything about me working.
Why? Because nobody knows yet. They just think I'm getting bigger I guess. You couldn't really tell anyway because I originally had belly fat.
I woke up with Deans face astronomically close to my belly. He was whispering something I couldn't understand.
"Good morning?" I felt confused.
"Oh!" Dean moved away, "Good morning. How did you sleep?".
I laughed a little, "Great. What about you?".
Dean kissed me, "Fantastic".
"Should we get to work?".
Dean nodded, "I really wish you would stop working as hard Amira".
"Is it gonna hurt the baby?".
"It can".
I sighed, "Dean".
"I'm trying to help you".
"You're doing a great job. Now, let's go do some work. Okay?".
Dean nodded.
We got ready, went downstairs, and sat in the living room with a cup of coffee. I find coffee started making me sick. So, I haven't been drinking it.
"Morning you too" Pa got some coffee.
"Morning" I smiled.
Pa came into the living room a second later, "You didn't get yourself a cup?".
I shrugged, "I haven't felt like it lately".
"So you and I are working on cows together?" Dean asked.
I nodded.
"You usually do that stuff alone" Pa joked, "Going all lady like?"
I rolled my eyes and smiled, "No, I just like hanging out with him".
"Careful on him, don't want him breaking in two" Pa got up and went outside.
Dean sighed.
"That was a little funny" I laughed a little.
"If you say so".
The two of us went out to the barn and cleaned the stalls. Then Dean went and got the cows inside to milk.
"God, the smell of them makes me wanna throw up" I sat down.
"You're iffy with smells".
"I know I am. Never bothered me before".
I started to milk the cow, Dean was milking the other. We still had a couple cows to milk. Dean and I gotta drop the milk off at the store tonight.
I started actually feeling sick.
"I gotta go take a breath" I got up.
"You alright?".
"I don't feel good".
Dean got up.
"Stay, stay here. Can I go sit in your office for a minute?".
