Divine's Time

40. before i let you go

Time

"Okay, on the count of three. Mommies, I want you to let out a deep breath through your nose and out of your mouth. Daddies this is when you will hold your partner close and breathe along with them." Our birth class instructor yelled out as she walked up and down the large room.

I did as told and frowned when I didn't hear Divine behind me breathing, "One.. Two.."

"This is dumb as hell." Divine said in my ear as I inhaled. "No, it's not. This is all helpful information. We've never been parents before how are we going to know how to do all of this." I whispered back before I exhaled out of my mouth.

"My mama can tell us what to do." He said. "We don't need no white lady telling us to breathe."

"Breathe, Divine," I told him patting his arm as they were wrapped around my belly. I could see him rolling his eyes from the back of my head.

"Once more." She said. I inhaled again, "Man, this is boring." Divine complained again.

"It's only boring because you're not participating." I sang trying to keep my cool. He smacked his teeth and inhaled hard through his nose.

"Dad's this is one of the things you're going to do when contractions  arrive. Breathing with your partner is very important."

"Next, birth ball exercises. Dad's go pick a ball from the back of the room." He sucked his teeth, I turned around fed up with his attitude.

"Go get the damn ball," I ordered, he gave a small laugh saluting me before he got up.

I giggled rolling my eyes. We did hip exercises on the ball as a way to cope with Braxton-hicks contractions, pregnancy yoga which Divine absolutely hated, and some more pelvic floor exercises. Knowing about these exercises was extremely helpful and I loved that I had the tools to deal with contractions when they arrived. I have no idea what to expect with one baby, let alone two.

So I feel as though I can never be too prepared.

I am feeling more and more prepared for my babies as the days go on, though. I am approaching my second trimester and I am over the moon with excitement. School is going well, and I happen to be maintaining my online courses efficiently without feeling overwhelmed.

To think I was scared shitless and felt so lost with my life just a few months ago when I found out I was pregnant and to see how it all turned around is nothing but the work of God and the support of Divine, his family, and Kelly.

I am smiling a lot more these days and therapy has helped my healing journey so much.

I rubbed my belly through my maternity body suit as I watched Divine helplessly put the diaper on the model baby. I laughed as he got frustrated trying to figure out which way the diaper goes.

"Divine this is top-tier comedy watching you try and put this diaper on this baby," I said laughing audibly. "Imagine you doing this twice when I'm away."

"Good thing, I'm taking your car battery out of your car when you have these babies. Yo' ass ain't going nowhere." He said still struggling with a non-joking tone.

"The hell you are." I said nudging his shoulder taking the diaper from his hands, "Let me try." I told him.

Lifting the baby by its legs, I placed the diaper on the ground and folded it neatly and slowly around the model baby. I felt his brown eyes glaring at me and I tried to hold in my blushing, "What?" I asked sticking the adhesive straps around its waist and holding back my smirk.

"You're a natural, it's sexy."

"Please, it's not rocket science. You're just slow." I teased him.

He mushed my head a little and flicked me off.