Harry isn't necessarily the type of person that you can pick out from a crowd. Because he just doesn't stick out. The best way to describe him is completely invisible. He walks through the halls with his head down and his earbuds in his ear, blastin...
I'm 10 weeks pregnant today and from what my mother told me, this is like the end of my first trimester. Since I am having quadruplets and I'm expected to deliver at 30 weeks. I thought that 10 weeks meant that I'm still not showing, but that's not the case. I literally looked at myself in the mirror and went 'Nope'. I then threw on a big t-shirt so that it wouldn't be that noticable to others and I won't be changing my clothing style really. I typically wear something that won't draw attention towards me and I just hope that I succeeded with that goal.
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Anyways! I'm walking to my culinary class and I stopped to talk to my favorite teacher. She's the only one that knows about my pregnancy. She didn't judge me thank God, but she's been giving me a lot of pointers about pregnancy and she's been having me sit next to her at her desk every day. Just because she wants to be sure that no one sees my bump when it gets bigger. She lets me be the last to leave and she tends to give me a treat that always savors my cravings every time.
"Morning Mrs. Enderson," I greeted and she turned around to see me right behind her. She walked up to me with a big smile and she hugged me. "Morning Harry. How are the babies holding up?" She asked. The question was asked in a whisper so that no one else could hear her but me. Which I highly do appreciate. I smiled at her and shrugged. "They're doing okay. Morning sickness has been a pain though. I have an appointment for my check-in with my doctor, so I'm leaving a bit early today." "Okay. Morning sickness is normal. It tends to die down in the second trimester, but some soon-to-be moms have it throughout their entire pregnancy. Like they don't throw up, but they feel a bit off. Which is still natural. When are you expected to leave again?"
"10 more weeks and then I'm doing school online. I will be likely to come back in the second semester, but if I don't, then that's fine. I'll try and visit as soon as I can. I don't want my mom to take care of them by herself. I know that I can rely on her, but they are still 4 babies, so it will be very tough. I also need to find a good job to financially support my kids..." "I say try selling stuff from home. Do some baking or something. I know how much you dislike talking to new people." "Yeah, I don't like it, but I'm going to have to get used to it eventually. I need to probably get two jobs. Sell some baked goods and get a servicing job. Preferably one that also pays hourly." "Those share tips." "Yeah, but that's also extra money for me and my kids."
The bell rung and we walked into the room together. "Well you are 20 weeks away from meeting them. How are feeling?" "You know, the first 5 weeks I was ashamed of myself, because I'm still a teenager who got pregnant. I was also dwelling on the shocking news of me being able to get pregnant, but now...I'm listening to my doctor and my mom. I'm moving on. There is nothing that I can do because I don't want to get rid of them and there is no rewind button for me to press, so I'm actually excited. Nervous, but excited. I have always wanted to have kids. Maybe not so soon, but I do want them."
"Do you know if you'd want more?" "I can see myself having more, yeah. I just want to give birth to them, figure out which father goes to which kid. I'll reunite with them further down the road." "You don't want to tell them now?" "Well I don't want to deal with all of that drama with the parents, but I know that they would want to know about their kids. A couple of years maybe. I really don't know. I'm just rolling with the punches at this point. Besides, do you know how fast words spread around here? I could just tell one of them and it would just spread like fucking bread on toast. I don't like attention. Hence why I'm wearing a big shirt."
