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"It's what?!" I asked shocked. "Intrauterine growth restriction. Or IUGR." Dr.Sentel said. I looked at Nash in horror. His face mirrored mine.

"It's when something causes restriction of growth of the fetus. Probably caused by failure of the placenta." Dr.Sentel said. "We'll have to send you for a scan to confirm it but the chances of it being something else are slim." He said.

The scan came out positive. My little girl had Intrauterine growth restriction. "What can we do for treatment?" Nash asked. "We'll monitor the baby's weight but if it doesn't increase fast enough you'll have to deliver her early." The nurse said. They measured the baby and told me to come back in a week.

My little baby was likely to be born premature. Nash held his hand on my slightly smaller than normal stomach as he drove.

"What's wrong?" Jc asked when we got home. "Intrauterine growth restriction." I said quietly. "What's that?" Kian asked. "It means she's growing too slowly. She's likely to be born premature." I said.

Kian gave me a hug and Cam looked like he was ready to cry. I went silently up the steps into what was soon to be London's room and sat down in the little rocking chair.

The walls had been painted purple and they had yet to finish setting up the crib and changing table. A small toy chest sat, still empty, in the corner of the room.

The play mat on the floor looked like it would be much to big for her, with the way she was growing. I had to stay strong though. There was still four months left till her due date. That's plenty of time for her to grow right?

Nash knocked on the door and stuck his head in. You okay Z?" He asked. "Yeah just scared." I said and looked down at my stomach.

"What if she doesn't make it?" I asked quietly. He kneeled down in front of me and kissed my stomach. "She will. I promise." He said.

The doorbell rang and a went with Nash to get it. It was Sally. "How's the baby?" She asked. I told her all about it as Nash went to find Camy.

The next week Sally, Camy, Kian, Jc, and Nash all came to the doctors appointment. They measured the baby. She was no bigger than last time.

They sent me across the street to the hospital and told me to stay there for at least a week for monitoring.

Nash went home and packed my comfy pajamas. He laid next to me in the bed as we watched tv. All the guys had come to support me when they heard what had happened.

I talk about it in my vlog but it was a short one because I started crying. "We got you this." Johnson said when they got back from the gift shop.

It was a tank top that said 'So What If I'm A Mom? Doesn't Mean I Can't Have A Better Body Than You!' I laughed and thanked them for it.

There was no way anyone was stopping me from working all that extra weight off. It wasn't really about my figure I was worried about, and more about showing that I could do it.

"What's the due date?" Aaron asked. "September 3rd. Four months from this Friday." I said. It was Wednesday and I couldn't believe I was almost already five months into the pregnancy.

"You should get some rest." Mahogany said. I nodded and fell asleep in Nash's arms.

I woke up to Nash shaking me awake. I looked around and saw a nurse had come in to check the babies size. It was Friday and my baby shouldn't be born for another four months exactly.

"The way she's growing it would be safest for both of you if you delivered her." The nurse said. "When?" I asked. Every sat around starring at me in shock.

"Later today. We can break your water after lunch." She said. I looked at Nash in horror.

The next couple of tests didn't help my nerves. Especially when the determined she was too fragile to deliver normally. A C-section was needed to deliver her safely.

"I think we should name her London." Nash said as they prepped me for the surgery. I smiled at him and he smiled back. London it was.

~after the surgery~

I had only got to see her for a couple seconds before she was whisked away to the NICU.

They stitched me back up and wheeled me back to my room. I had lay in bed 'recovering'. Little did they know the only way I could truly recover was if my baby did.

I had sat in bed for two days before they let me and Nash see London.

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