Summer I turned pretty

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Conrad
20 years old

Belly's 30 weeks pregnant and has been really Ill I feel reall by for her. All she has had the energy to do recently is lay in bed. I haven't been working to take care of her, or at least try my best.

The past couple of weeks she's been so miserable, yet she always tells me everything will be worth it.

Belly's stronger she gives herself credit for. She'd wake up at three in the morning and puke her guts out. I'd hold her hair up and help her like how my mom used to when Jere and I got sick when we were kids. I'd run to the kitchen to get her a blue Gatorade, with all the sugar. I could never convince belly  to buy the sugar-free version of any drinks.

Even though I could look at her and tell she felt like shit, she will be in a good mood. She had it set in her mind that all of the sickness was normal and we'd come out the other side happier than ever.

Props to all women, and mothers. After these 9 months, I have a newfound respect for every single one of them.

Last night was the worst night of the whole pregnancy so far. Her due date is 18 days away and part of me knows it's going to be sooner, very soon.
She didn't sleep at all, and I didn't either. It started her getting up to pee every hour.

Then when she would lie down and try to get some sleep she would sit up struggling to breathe. It scared me.
We went to the couch and watched tv the rest of the night. Belly ate fruit roll-ups, which has been her only craving. She laid her head on my shoulder and every time I thought she was finally getting some rest she got a bad cramp.
As soon as the sun came up I called off work. I couldn't leave her today. I feel like if I go to work that would be when her water breaks, I don't want her to be alone for that more importantly I can't miss my child's birth

I cooked belly a nice healthy meal more like three fruit In a bowl and called it a day.
As we ate at the kitchen island Belly told me "You know how you'll be home all day why don't we go ahead and put together the cribs."

I raised one eyebrow. "Who's we, you mean me."
"Noo I'm sure I meant we but What would be the harm in that." She laughed. I was glad I got a smile out of her after how bad last night was.
"Yeah. I would love to put the cribs up." I reach out and put my hand over hers.
She smiled staring at me. Call me the Grinch because all Belly has to do is look at me and my heart grows three sizes. That was a terrible comparison,

I just love her more than anything.
Some of my colleagues who are dads say as soon as I see them, I'll love them. The only thing is If Belly didn't want kids I would have been fine without, just us two, only loving her and no one else. Although I am extremely happy we're a few days from being parents.
I'll love them endlessly, more than I love myself. Maybe not more than I love their mom though I mean I could never love anyone else more then bells were infinite duh. maybe.
For the next couple of hours, I put together the cribs, Belly sat on the rocking chair watching me.

She asked if I need to help more than 50 times okay maybe not 50 but u get it.
I told her that just keeping me company is enough help.
Once I finished I put my hand out to help Belly to her feet. Her baby bump was big, which was a given. God I mean she has two humans in there.
"This looks great." She said.
I sat down in the rocking chair.
"Hey! Where am I supposed to sit now."
I laughed, "Here." I pulled her into my lap holding her baby bump.
She laughs too, we looked at each other for a solid second before I kissed her. Slow and soft almost sloppy.
She pulled back, resting her forehead my mine. "You're amazing." She whispered.
I kissed her again, more passionate this time "No-no I'm not. You are." I said breathless
We kissed for a while. Belly wrapped her arms around my neck, I rocked the chair back and forth.
She tucked her head down on my chest. I twisted her hair around my finger. "The babies are going to love this room." She said.
"Actually, I'm sure they couldn't care less about the room," She proped her head up to look at me. "as long as they have a warm bed and us."
"So I built the cribs for nothing." I joked.
"No no no no." With every word, she brought herself closer kissing my cheek.
She put her head back on my shoulder. We lay there not saying anything. I put my hands on my stomach and felt the baby's kick.
Then suddenly she gasped, flew off my lap, and out of the room.
I got up as well, I stood up confused and panicked.
"Conrad!" She yelled.
I ran out the door and straight to the bathroom where I knew she would be. I think I had an idea of what just happened, things were going to happen so quickly. In a blink then our two bundles of joy  will be here,