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Me and Travis went to our first doctor's appointment a few days ago, so far our little baby is thriving and we found out that I'm about 3 and a half months along.

I woke up this morning feeling trapped by the man cuddling me. As much as I love being help by Travis all night, I'm too hot and sweaty now.

I walk into the bathroom and flipped the light on, letting my eyes adjust to the terrible lighting.

I brush my teeth and wash my face, half asleep. I bend over and spit the toothpaste out of my mouth and look back up. My boobs have definitely gotten bigger. I turn to the side to see if I'm showing yet, I check every morning hoping to just pop even though I'm not too far along.

But this morning when I turn I realize I did pop, I have a pretty decent sized belly. I gasp and run my hand over it to make sure I'm not dreaming.

"Travis!" I call out.

"Yes ma'am?" He says stumbling into the bathroom, he definitely just woke up.

"Look." I say turning to him and resting my hands on my tummy.

"Look at you mama." He says and I turn back to the mirror. He steps behind me and reaches his hands around my stomach.

"There's a little Tay growing in there." He whispers in my ear then moving down to kiss my neck.

"Oh so you think it's a girl?" I say placing my hands on top of his.

"Of course, I'm desisted to be a girl dad and you give such girl mom vibes." He says slapping my butt as he walks out of the bathroom.

I follow loosely behind him and turn to open the closet doors. I pull out a pair of jeans and a baggy school shirt.

I get dressed and curl my hair, and put some light make up on.

"Hey baby mama." Travis says getting up from the couch and walking over to me.

"Do I look pregnant? Should I go get a sweatshirt?" I ask him quickly loading my backpack up.

"You definitely look pregnant but it's too hot for you to be wearing a sweatshirt." He says.

"What are you saying?" I ask him while filling up my water bottle.

"I think it's time to tell your students is what I'm saying." He blurts out and I put my backpack on and grab my purse.

"I'm scared." I admit and start fiddling with my fingers as we walk down the hall.

"Tay I can be there too." He moves my hands away from each other and intertwines them with his as we step into the elevator.

I silently nod my head and take a deep breath.

"How should I do it?" I say after a few minutes of silence in the car.

"I think you should just tell them you have news and say it." He says squeezing my hand that was held in his.

"And you'll be there." I say with a slightly shaky voice.

"Of course." He says lifting our intertwined hands up to kiss my fingers.

"Hey hey hey! Listen please!" I yell at my class as I take a seat on the stool near the front of my room. All my first period students turn around and look at me.

I glance at Travis standing in the back corner, surprisingly no one had noticed him.

"I have something I want to share with you guys, but you have to keep it a secret till the end of the day, okay?" I say, my students nod their heads and start talking, guessing what my news could be.

"Okay! I found out a few weeks ago.. that.. I am pregnant," I say and the class flips out.

"How far along are you?" One of my shy students, maya, asks me while the classroom acts like monkeys in a jungle.

"I am 16 weeks along." She says and smiles.

I look at Travis and wave him to come up to me.

He uncrosses his arms and pushes himself away from the back counter, weaving his way through the scattered desks and ending up standing next to me.

I reach up and put my hand on his cheek and he puts his hand on my belly as we lean in for a quick kiss while the class was distracted.

"I love you Tay." He whispers with our foreheads resting against each other.

"I love you too, I'll see you at lunch today... in your office maybe?" I say in a lowered voice.

Lunch in his office meant sex by the way, because it's at the end of a long brick lined hallway, and he had a couch.

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