Bri

Chapter 9: Stress

*Mia's POV*

Even though I had just gotten into bed barely three hours ago, my alarm went off as it usually did around five-thirty in the morning, waking me up. I shut it off quickly, praying to whoever was listening that I didn't wake up the beautiful goddess next to me. I quickly glanced at her and let out a breath, feeling relieved that she was still very much asleep. I then took my phone off the charger, opening it, cycled through my emails, and checked my over-packed schedule. It's going to be a very long day today. I sighed heavily.

So, it looks like I start my day off with six hours at the doctor's office, and I'll need to be there by seven. Next, I leave there, head home, change, and grab something to eat along with my photography equipment, all within the hour and a half break that I have. I need to be at my internship job no later than four in the afternoon. I usually leave that job between six and seven in the evening... unless I'm asked to stay later, and should that happen, I call my boss at my last job and change my hours around accordingly. Finally, after interning, I need to drive straight to the printing company. I usually clock in by eight at night and stay until one or two in the morning, go home, and try to sleep. Then, it's just rinse and repeat.

Today marks four months since I started the internship position, and I am really exhausted; to say I work a lot is quite an understatement. The only thing that keeps me going every day is the fact that I'm doing this for my baby, my beautiful soon-to-be-wife, my lover, my best friend, and our future together. From the first day she began counseling at our old high school, I can tell how happy she is. I'm so glad she figured out what she wanted to do with her life because I wasn't sure how long sports would cut it. She may not have realized this, but I noticed. So many days when her practices and games came to an end, she just didn't seem as happy, almost like they were a job that she hated.

My watch went off, which prompted me to check it, and I realized I needed to get ready. Great, where did the time go? I need to shower now, or I will end up being late for my first job... I don't think I'll even have an opportunity to eat food either. So I gave my baby another quick look, placed a soft kiss on her forehead, then got off the bed and made my way to the bathroom.

My shower took a good twenty minutes, and I was already dressed in my scrubs when I returned to our bedroom. I walked toward the bed in order to sit next to my girl, as I do every morning. That's when I noticed her face looked strained, almost as if she was having unpleasant dreams or something. This is happening almost daily now. I should ask her how she is sleeping lately... if I remember, that is...

I made it my mission, of sorts, to help Cambria when I see her looking distressed while she slept. I hate to see her not doing okay. Each morning, I shower, get dressed, sit beside her, and caress her face as well as her hair. I know how comfortable I feel when she does this to me, and I am pretty sure she feels the same in return. As soon as I saw her almost frown, it made my heart tighten, and I had an overwhelming urge to just talk to her. So, I did.

"I promise to have more time with you soon... I just need a few more days, and I can take some time off, baby. We both know how much I've been busting my ass, and I can't wait to spend every waking moment with you when I get this much-needed and well-deserved break. I love you so much, and I miss you more than you can imagine. You're in my thoughts, always." I quietly expressed to my girl as I watched her visage begin to relax with every word I uttered her way. I'm so glad that I can help calm her like this. I don't ever want to see her upset in any way, shape, or form.

One minute later, my watch beeped again, and it pulled my attention away from Cambria as I got lost by watching her and just being here next to her. This does happen a lot, and I don't care to admit that I love being distracted by my beautiful fiancé; she's just so damn mesmerizing... I can't wait to have more time together. Knowing if I didn't leave in the next few minutes that I would indeed be late, I finally stood up from the bed. I took a second to make sure my baby was fully covered in the blanket, kissed her cheek, and told her I loved her before leaving the bedroom.