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Chapter FiftyEight Unique Williams Atlanta, Georgia
My morning sickness has officially kicked in.
After my second trip to the bathroom this morning, I started regretting the fact that I haven't told Jeff that I'm pregnant. Trying to hide this is going to be even more difficult now. During our rehearsal dinner, I had to pretend to sip my champagne after every toast that was made and there was a lot of them.
I had my first OB visit yesterday and that helped reality set in. Kyra referred me to her doctor that delivered Kyler. Just from this first appointment, I know I made the right decision.
Finishing up in the bathroom, I made my way downstairs and with every step I took the more annoyed I got. My house was a circus right now. Jeff's parents are staying here and I'm still not sure why. They live in Savannah. My mom is here everyday in my face, putting on this show like we're just the best of friends.
Before all of this, we hadn't talked in months. Our relationship isn't horrible...honestly we've just never had one. My mom raised me and my siblings by herself. My dad went to prison when I was five so she had to do what she could to keep a roof over our heads and food in our mouths. So that meant at times, she'd be working 3 jobs, while putting herself through nursing school. That might've been the longest process though. She didn't finish until my senior year in high school.
Don't get me wrong, I appreciate everything she's ever done for us but I just wish she took a little more time out for us.
There's a lot of things that I had to teach myself that I needed my mom for. This is why I was so adamant about not becoming a mother until I was stable. If I was to get pregnant as early as P and Kyra, I'm not sure if I would've went through with it. They're amazing moms, though but that's because they're a lot stronger than me.
I'm so grateful to have the both of them by my side through this. I'll most likely be getting on their nerve with the millions of questions that are rattling my brain.
"Finally you're woke. I made you some breakfast." My mom said while walking over to me. I gave her a fake small smile then went and sat down at the table.
"I didn't think I'd see you today." I told her as I took the plate out of her hands.
"Why not?"
"You're usually at work. The next event is in a couple days, so you really didn't have to stick around."
"My oldest daughter is getting married, work is the last thing on my mind child, now eat up." She walked away before I could say anything else. Sighing I looked down at my plate and even though I felt hungry, just seeing eggs made me nauseous for some reason so I just pushed the plate away.
The chair next to me moved, causing me to look over and it was Jeff's older brother Jalen. He barely comes around but from the few times we've talked before I could tell he's pretty cool. He's a trainer with the Miami Dolphins and has a son. From what Jeff told me, he could've been the next big thing in the NFL but wanted to take a different route. He's been in Atlanta a little longer than everybody else so we've grown a little bond. He's definitely been treating me like a little sister.
