ᴏᴍɴɪꜱᴄɪᴇɴᴛ ᴘᴏᴠ
ᴛʜʀᴇᴇ ᴡᴇᴇᴋꜱ ʟᴀᴛᴇʀ
ᴀᴛʟᴀɴᴛᴀ, ɢᴇᴏʀɢɪᴀ
"Come on baby, you gotta eat something. Please." Carter had a small frown on her face, currently squatting on the side of the bed where Kirah laid, facing her.
Carter had just got done putting the twins to sleep and with it being 2 pm she knew they would be knocked out for a few hours. At least until six or so.
When she didn't respond, she sighed to herself, putting the plate of food on the nightstand. Although her eyes were closed, she knew that she was still awake. She'd been laying here in the bed since last week.
Yes since last week.
But her actions had been off for the last three weeks, since the boys went off to college.
The night of their graduation party, for the most part ended off on a good note with her mother. They had a long three hour conversation where Kenya apologized, expressed feeling to one another, cried and laughed with one another.
Kirah was fully able to forgive her mother mainly off the strength of Miles. He expressed to the both of them on how he just wants to move past the whole situation. He talked about how therapy has helped him a lot of the past few months and forgiving his mother was something he has been thinking about doing for weeks.
Her showing up was the answer to his thought and feelings.
But after that night, a few days later Kirah started to become a little off. It didn't bother Carter too much because she just assumed that maybe she was really tired from being up late at night— all night with the babies. So that caused Carter to officially take over as many hours as she can so Kirah can catch up on more rest.
And then a week later she was giving Carter short answer responses. She would spend most of her time in the living room just being to herself.
And now for the past week she's just been laying in bed just staring at the wall and then she'd close her eyes for a few minutes before repeating the same process.
She hadn't touched her phone or any food since two nights ago,if she did it would be a few bites before leaving the plate on the night stand.
Carter had no idea what was wrong with her, she didn't know if she had did something and it hurt her feelings because that meant she couldn't help her feel better.
Especially because she had a few things planned for her birthday and with Kirah's mood she wasn't sure if she would happy to know what they were.
But the truth was that Kirah simply was going through the motions with her postpartum. Don't get her wrong, she love her babies and she loves Carter but she wasn't quite sure if she was loving herself lately.
She gained weight, which she knew would happen after giving birth but waking past the mirror everyday going into the bathroom she felt she looked absolutely disgusting.
And being a parent was just so hard, she knew it wouldn't be easy but some night she caught herself tearing or crying silently while rocking the babies to sleep. They were getting great with Carter but constantly crying with her.
She truly felt like a confused mother that didn't know how to be parent to her own babies.
And she was keeping this all to herself because she didn't want to put all of her emotions on Carter. She knew things were a bit stressful for her too so instead of adding their feelings towards each other, she kept it all inside.
