Team8s and Counting

101. I'm Sorry, What?

Pin was downstairs making some pancakes for the household. Everyone was downstairs, well, except for Donut and Barf Bag. Barf Bag had been starting to get a little morning sick, so it was understandable that she was taking her time. However, it was rare for Barf Bag to flat up miss breakfast.

Once Donut made is way downstairs, everyone could instantly tell that something was off. He looked anxious and stressed out, sounding the alarms of everyone at the breakfast table. 

Pin looked over in concern, "Good morning, Donut," she said, flipping over another pancake, "Where's Barf Bag."

Donut shook his head, "She's really not feeling well. She woke up at around 5 am and almost instantly started getting sick. I spent the last hour and a hour and a half with her in the bathroom."

The tone at the breakfast table quickly shifted, as everyone felt horrible for Barf Bag.

"Was she this sick last time?" Gaty asked, "I remember her having some morning sickness but she was still up and about for the most part."

Donut nodded, "She wasn't nearly this bad last time. She's around 8 weeks too. Her main concern is...well, I think you all know what it is.

"Maybe you should try to get her an appointment soon," Needle suggested, "Especially if this is around when she miscarried."

Donut appreciated the suggestion, "I was thinking that too, it's better to be safe than sorry."

"Uncle Donut?" Bladey asked, "Does this mean Auntie Barf Bag can't play with me today?"

Donut nodded, "Unfortunately, yes. She's really not feeling good right now."

"Awww. But I really wanted to play with her," Bladey responded.

"Don't worry Bladey," Thread assured her, "My Daddy and I were gonna play princess together!"

Coiny nodded, "We have some dresses downstairs that I'm sure you would like!"

Bladey was hesitant at first, but then nodded, "Okay, we can do that!"

Saw went up to Donut and approached him, "The best thing you can do right now is be with her. Make sure she's comfortable and listen to her concerns. A mothers instinct is pretty strong during pregnancy."

Donut nodded, "was just about to head up, I'll update you guys when I get the chance."

Donut headed upstairs, and quickly started to hear groans coming from his room. Instantly, he started moving faster, wanting nothing more then to be with his wife.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Barf Bag lying down in bed, looking exhausted, with a bucket next to her.

"Barfy?" Donut was concerned, "How are you doing now."

Barf Bag tried her best to sit up a little, "I think the vomiting paused for a bit. Although, it's only a matter of time before it comes back."

Donut got into bed and wrapped an arm around her, "Can I get you anything to eat? To drink? What can I do to make you more comfortable?"

Barf Bag faintly smiled, "Just you being here is enough for now."

Donut smiled back, Donut smiled back, "I'll always be here for you, Barfy. We're in this together."

Barf Bag leaned her head on his shoulder, taking comfort in his presence. "I'm just so scared, Donut. I can't stop thinking about what happened last time."

"I know," Donut said softly. "But this time, we're more prepared. We're going to do everything we can to make sure both you and the baby are healthy."

Barf Bag closed her eyes, trying to focus on his words. "I want to believe that. I really do. It's just...I have a weird feeling something else is going on. I know it's normal to have some morning sickness during pregnancy, it's just that it feels like I just completed a 10 hour shift when in reality I haven't even made it out of bed yet."