Life Changing

Chapter 53

A year had passed. Amy had given birth to a healthy baby boy. He was a year old. He had Nic's eyes and hair. His name was Robert but the called him Robbie for short. Emily and Sam had been together four years. They were as happy as ever. Penelope was now eleven. She liked doing make-up to although Emily and Sam wouldn't let her wear any yet. Amy was coming over with Robbie. Sam was at the gym. There was a knock at the door. Penelope answered it.

"Hi aunt Amy." She said.

"Hi." Amy went in pushing Robbie in the stroller.

"Hi Robbie."

"Hi Nelly." Robbie said.

Emily came downstairs.

"Hi you two." Emily said.

"Emmy." "Emmy." Robbie said.

"Hi Robbie." "Did you miss aunt Emily?" "I sure missed you."

They been there for about a half hour. Emily was playing with Robbie.

"So when are you gonna tell Sam that you want one?" Amy asked.

"I don't."

"You're lying." "Seeing the way you are with Robbie, I know you want to be a mom."

"I am a mom."

"You know what I mean."

"Even if I did want to Sam and I are to old to think about adding to the family." "Next month I'll be thirty-five." "Besides, I don't think I could go through a pregnancy because of what happened last time." "My last pregnancy was textbook and look what happened."

"I know but that doesn't mean you shouldn't try again."

"I don't want to try again."

"Right." She said not believing her. "Just like you don't want to get married."

"Sam and I have been together for four years." "If I wanted to get married don't you think I would've said something by now?"

"Not unless you're afraid to admit it."

The next day Emily and Sam were sitting in the living room. Penelope came running down the stairs.

"I need to go to the hospital." She said panicked.

"What's wrong?" Sam asked.

"I was going to the bathroom and when I wiped, I was bleeding." "My stomach hurts to."

"I know what this is." Emily said.

"What?" Sam said. Emily got up and whispered in Sam's ear. "No." He said in disbelief. "She's to young."

"No she's not." "I was her age when I had my first one."

"First one what?" Penelope said confused. "What's wrong with me?"

"Nothing." "You're gonna be fine." "Let's go to the store we'll talk about it in the car."

Emily explained to Penelope what a period was.

"When do they stop?" Penelope asked.

"Well most women stop in their mid-forties to early fifties." "Some are earlier." "It all depends on the genetics of the women of your family."

"Great." Penelope said frustrated.

"I wasn't happy when it started happening to me either but it's just something we have deal with as women."

Later that night Emily and Sam had just gotten into bed.

"I can't believe how much Penelope is growing up." Sam said. "I still think of her as that four year old little girl but she's not."

"I know it happens so fast."

"Next come the little boys I bet and that's when I'm buying a shotgun."

She laughed. Sam." "Hey wanna...She smirked at him.

"Come here." They kissed.