Chapter 25

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Me and Santo are on our way to our parenting class then to our birthing class and after that, our last pregnancy class. The pregnancy class just gives you good eating, exercising and having fun tips. It let's you know what would be good for the baby. Birthing class is fun because the teacher is funny.

"Come on, baby girl." Santo told me, helping me out. We walked in and said hello to the teacher. We rolled our mat out and Santo helped me sit down. Everyone came in and rolled their mats out and sat down. We were sitting in a circle and the teacher was in the middle.

"Good morning, soon-to-be parents." Mrs. Rose, the teacher, said. We all said, "Good Morning." Mrs. Rose was asking how our Saturday was going so far and what we were planning to do. Then she started handing out baby dolls.

"Okay, today, we'll learn how to properly hold a baby. Fathers first. Pick up the baby and hold it how you think you are supposed to. A few dads got it wrong, a few got it right. Santo got it right because we've had a baby before. Then it was the mothers turn, all of us got it right.

"Very good, mothers. Now, the trick to holding the baby the proper way is, cradle their head and hold them in both arms. Like the mothers did." Mrs. Rose said. The guys tried again and Mrs. Rose went around, correcting the ones that were wrong. She did it in a nice way though. Santo was doing very good. We finished the whole class in an hour.

Our birthing class just covered different technics in breathing and what to do if your water breaks. Then our last pregnancy class. She said that it's not a good idea to eat spicy foods now because our waters could break. Those classes are boring.

"Santo, can we go see Lyssa and Meek?" I asked, rubbing my stomach. I have one week of pregnancy left. "Not today, Jazzy, we gotta finish setting up the nursery." He told me. I groaned and teared up. "You don't let me help anyway, you can drop me off." I said. He shook his head.

I started crying. "Why are you so mean? You never let me see my friends." I cried, knowing damn well we just went to their house yesterday. "Baby girl, don't cry. We're painting the nursery today. You're such a good artist, I want you to help me with it." Santo said. I cheered up and clapped. "Yay!" I said, enthusiastically. Santo smiled at me as we pulled into the drive way.

We painted the room and organized everything. It took forever. I felt the baby kicking like crazy. "She likes it." I told Santo. He smiled and placed his hand on my stomach. (Picture of room in MM) "I really like that the changing table is built in the crib." I said. Santo kissed my lips. "We have a crib and changing table in our room, in case you want her in there." Santo informed me. I smiled big and looked at my stomach. My baby girl is gonna be here soon. I've been visiting Kaden's grave every day with Santo. I really miss her, so does Santo.

"Jazzy, you okay? You look kind of green." Santo said. I nod then run in the bathroom to throw up. Ew. Santo rubbed my back as I did so and held my hair back. I stood up when I was done and flushed the toilet. I brushed my teeth then Santo sat me on the sink. "Wait here, baby girl." Santo told me. I nod.

Santo walked out of our bathroom and came back in with two towels and clothes for me. He started the water and added bubbles. Then he took my clothes of and set me in it. "Baby, relax." He told me. I did as told and let him start on my hair. He massaged the shampoo in it and let it set while he washed my body. Santo massaged the soap onto my back and feet, it felt good.

Santo washed the soap out and put the conditioner in. He let it sit while he continued on my body. Now, I have never met a dude that would shave my legs for me, and they damn sure didn't know how. But Santo did. "You don't have to." I told him. He nods. "I know, but I know you've been to tired to shave and you feel dirty when you don't shave." He said, continuing to do what he was.

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