Chapter 41

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Chris

Over the past few months we just been laying low, sitting in the crib cuddled up, experiencing the beautiful moments we keep having with the baby. I was talking to Ro about something and Li said that when they heard my voice they started kicking her uncontrollably. My mom got it all on camera too because she has been recording all of our moments so the baby had videos to look at when they got older. My baby was looking more beautiful than ever, she had her natural beauty on full display and I couldn't stop kissing on her whenever she was close to me. It was like I was so obsessed with her that I didn't want her to go to the bathroom by herself so I sat on the sink while she used the toilet, took a shower by herself so I sat on the toilet talking to her or we would take a bath together, walk by herself so I carried her everywhere, eat by herself because I would feed her and blow her food. She kept saying it was too much but I wanted to make sure she was comfortable during her entire pregnancy. I waited on her hand and foot, rubbed her back and we would end up in a compromising position because I ended up kissing her back. When her feet were aching I would give her a foot massage and tickle her feet. 

She didn't want to go outside because she said she didn't want to be exposed to the negativity or to the world just yet. I didn't blame her since photographers were always breathing down our necks when we were in public. It did feel good to be in Houston feeling like a normal person for once.  We went to visit her parents again around the same week we went the first time until she got bigger and they came here to spend some time with us. We stayed up half the night watching movies, painting, listening to music with the baby or I would sing to them. Doing yoga to keep her blood flowing in her legs and pelvic. I kept making noises when she was doing squats to make her laugh. Played in the backyard with the kids until she threw up on the trampoline, had a poolside date like a recreation of Saint Lucia, I would push trays of food, fruits, non alcoholic drinks close to her in the pool and she would giggle. Looking at the stars on the swinging chair in each other's arms and I would let her rub my head. I got her name tatted on my hand with an empty space for our daughter or son.

How she rubbed paint on my chest then painted a picture over my tattoos and let me post it all over social media with her artist name Mystique, she was getting attention but I think most of it was the wrong attention so I had Sy monetize her page. People were hating or saying that the artist was so lucky. I kept mentioning her ring finger because I brought a ring but wasn't sure if I should give it to her, she just got out of a marriage or maybe she's not that committed to me yet. I took pictures of her every trimester and she came up with all the ideas for the shoot on top of the different outfits. We took so many pictures that the battery died and I was itching so bad to post one but decided not to because I knew it would make her mad. One particular picture I loved was of her holding a frame she made with flowers on each end, she had on a long flowing dress with her belly showing smiling so beautifully with her straighten for the first time in years what she told me. She was so beautiful to me and I couldn't get enough of staring at her.

She was in her second trimester, time flies, yeah I know. So all the nausea stopped and the gagging sounds, so she started eating everything she missed eating as what she said. I was loving every moment of the growth we had in our relationship and as a little family, the kids were trying to help out too by putting on her slippers, combing her hair, grabbing her phone if it rung, helping her tie her shoes because she couldn't see over her belly, bringing her water and I didn't even ask for them to help they just did it on their own. I had Giveon come sing for her while we held onto each other like a slow dance on the indoor basketball court floor, she always loved his music and wanted a private performance so I made it happen. I know I was doing a lot for her but that's what love does to you and I love her with all my heart.

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