It's official, there is no more room in here. My head is constantly pressed up against something hard, and if I had to take a guess as to what it was, I would say the pubic bone. That's another thing I learned in school, baby's drop into the pubic bone when they're close to being delivered.
Yup, I'm currently up against Anya's pubic bone. Which means my head is constantly being smashed into the hard surface whenever Anya walks, runs, or does anything. But especially when she bounces on that stupid yoga ball to try and get me out.
That's what she's currently doing right now, bouncing on a yoga ball and rubbing her stomach at the same time. "Come on, babygirl. You can come out now. Mama and Daddy are ready to meet you. We got your room all set up and everything we bought for you is all put away. All you have to do is come out."
If I knew how to get out of here, I would. The thing is, it isn't up to me. Her body has to dilate and then I'll come out, but as of right now, she's sealed up tight. "Maxim? Do you think the doctor would induce me?" Anya asks while she repeatedly bounces.
"I don't think so, hun. They only do that when your overdue or there are risks with the pregnancy and you need to deliver early. Right now, you're only thirty-eight weeks so they won't do it."
Anya groans and replies, "I'm just so uncomfortable. Aria is sitting so low right now that it's uncomfortable to walk. I want her out and we've tried everything."
"She'll come when she's ready. I have a feeling that it's getting cramped in there." Maxim rubs Anya's belly and I wiggle a little bit. I can't roll anymore and kicking is hard, wiggling is basically the only thing I can do right now.
"Hey, peanut. Daddy's ready to meet you." Maxim places a smooch on Anya's belly and then rubs it gently.
"Do you think I'm able to walk the carpet with you tonight? What if I go into labor?" Anya asks.
That's something they've been talking about a lot. A month ago I figured out who Maxim was. He's an 'A' list celebrity whom has starred in several popular movies and television shows. His full name is Maxim Artyom Petrov.
My new parents are celebrities, that's why that annoying girl in the gas station asked for his autograph.
Of course they go to celebrity events that have been happening since the twenty-first century. Like walking the red carpet for example. That's what Anya and Maxim are talking about right now.
"Anya, the doctor said you're not dilated yet. There's little to no chance she'll come today." Maxim gives me one last pat and then his hand is gone.
"I'm not staying for long. I'll go with you, get our photos taken, and then we'll go. Can we stop and get food on the way home?" Anya's practically begging right now.
"Sure. We have a couple hours before our stylists get here, what would you like to do?"
"Keep my ass right here and bounce on this ball." And that's that. It almost makes me laugh at how irritated she sounds. She did this to herself. Literally signed up for it. It's almost like she's dealing with the consequences of her own actions.
"Do you want something to eat?" Maxim sounds like he's rummaging around in something based on the clinks of glass against glass. He's probably in the refrigerator.
"Something spicy. I read that spicy food can help get the baby out. Make sure it's really hot, I can handle it." Anya starts bouncing aggressively again and at this point, I'm ready go get out of here.
Wiggling a little bit, I try to do whatever I can to escape this prison, but nothing's working. All I'm succeeding in doing is flailing about. "Calm down, Aria. Please, it hurts." Anya puts her hands on her stomach and starts to rub it, calming me down.
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The Rebirth (Age-Regression)
Science FictionWhen the world becomes too overpopulated, scientists rush to find a solution before it's too late. The planet is dying and resources are being depleted before they could be replenished. Several brilliant scientists worked tirelessly and managed to...