Closer

Going out with a BANG

June 6th 2015

After I had told my mom we'd told Isaiah's parents. They were elated, just like my mom. Id posted the test Facebook, everyone knew now.I skipped school yesterday, Isaiah demanded that we go to the doctors so he can get his piece of information from Dr. Florez, who confirmed everything was peachy with her signature smile. My birthday is in a month and 4 days. I knew Id have to leave her anyways because I was pregnant and I was almost an adult, but that still didn't help me feel any less sad about leaving her. She was my regular doctor, besides my yearly Pap smear, and I grew to love the woman like family. I swore to her yesterday that she'd be the doctor watching my baby grow up. My baby is due on February 3 2016, and right now its still the size of a booger, currently I am one month and 5 days pregnant. My stomach is still small, but I hope its not like that when I get into my second trimester. I want to rock that baby bump, not hide it and a small bump would be really hard to be like 'hell yeah I'm almost ready to pop' which is what I want to do. I want a big ass stomach so I can embrace my baby, let everyone know about her. I say her because technically up until she develops her sex chromosomes she is a she, plus everyone always call the baby a he from jump and I like to stray from the grain.

I woke up early today feeling nauseous. My stomach refused to hold anything down, but that didn't faze me. I couldn't care less, I was to happy. Isaiah rushed into the bathroom at the sound of me puking, he tried to help by moving my hair out of the way. His body heat was way to much for me to handle and he ended up in the bath water I'd run for myself fully clothed. It was only 2 am. His wet clothes and his shocked face was enough to stop me from puking momentarily, and I smiled at him. He looks worried, despite my brave face. He stands up and strips out of his soaking wet clothes, even his boxers, and walks into our adjoining bedroom. He moved in when I told him, but he basically lived here already. His absence seems like the okay to puke my guts out, and soon I'm heaving up straight nothing, but it keeps coming. When I think I'm done I'm shaking and can barely flush the toilet. Ugh the joys of being pregnant, I've know for 2 days, and its kicking my ass down a flight of stairs off an airborne plane. Im sitting on the toilet shaking when Isaiah comes in fully dressed and ready to leave, keys in hand.

"Have you smoked recently?" He asks me. I shake my head no, I don't know if it'll hurt the baby.

"I'm taking you to the doctor, you cant hold water down Nakoema. You'll get to sick, and that'll put you and the baby in danger." He tells me. I cant complain and I don't want to. He picks me up off of the toilet, out the bathroom door, through our messy bedroom, down the stair, through the front door, and into his Black Benz. After that were off.

"You cant eat anything?" Dr. Florez asks me. I shake my head no.

"Is there anything we can do?" Isaiah asks her desperately. Grace nods her head and tells us the remedy.

"Most mothers refuse this, but taking canabis oil, or smoking marijuana can really help you. The TCH naturally slows down the body's functions and speeds up the appetite. It does no harm to the baby, children throughout the world use it already because they need it, so Im sure its safe for you to use it, just not to much." (A/N: I don't want any bs on this cause its true, look it up) Isaiah looks like he knew this was the answer, but he needed conformation.

"Thanks Grace. I mean Dr. Florez." He says.

"No problem, let me just write your prescription." She tells us. So it didn't harm my baby. Good cause I really needed some food right now, and I would die to be able to hold it down for more that an hour.

"So Grace actually prescribed medical marijuana to you?" Dakota asks me once I pick her up.

"Yep. I even asked ma if it was okay and she told me she smoked throughout her whole pregnancies, we did the same thing to her. Its not scientifically proven to harm the baby in any way, so its approved. Marijuana is a god made medicine, and to many people like to opt it as a drug cause you can get a high from it, but same goes with pills, but are they only legal in a few states? I think not. Marijuana helps with headaches, cramps, anorexia, cancer, insomnia, bipolar disorder, epilepsy, and more that I cant name right now." I rant. Dakota and Maria laugh at me, seeing how I got worked up about that. I believed that if people wanted to smoke let them, if they didn't let them not. Its none of my damn business what they do in their homes just as its none of theirs on what I do in mine. I wish the whole world could just keep their noses in their own business, or if they don't its because the other party wants you in that business, but nah thats not how the world goes round.