8:00 a.m.
I had woken up next to Jay the next morning excited. I missed him so much and I couldn't deny the deep feeling I had been containing inside my body about this man. He is the father of both of my babies.
I quickly got up , brushed my teeth and washed my face. I slipped on a sundress that was pink and I tied my hair up into a bun. I learned that I hated wearing bras during my first pregnancy so I just don't wear one unless I'm going in public. I walked downstairs and decided to make my baby some breakfast.
Speaking of babies - I had to go and pick up mine.
Maybe later like 11:00 I thought in my head
JAYMEERREEE!
No answer.
I know he not about to make my pregnant ass walk up these stairs .
Took me like 5 minutes to get up the stairs.
I had finally gotten to him and I nudged him a little trying to wake him up. After standing there forever he woke up. Looking at me like I was crazy he says " I miss waking up to your beautiful face ". I gave a quick grin and replied " Aww thanks " with a kiss on the cheek.
I wasn't going to try and start anything I had no energy to finish.
"I made you breakfast"
I'll be down.
As I sat on the chair in front of the TV I saw Jay coming down the steps and he looked at me
" where my food at? "
Wherever you left it. I said back sarcastically. He gave me a mean look and I blew him a kiss.
He got his foot and laid his head on my stomach.
" you know that sex doesn't make up for the pain you caused me don't you? " . He took it as a rhetorical question and didn't reply back. I had a feeling he already knows the answer. We started talking about our baby on the way. " What do you want to name her? " he asked . " how are you so sure it's a her? . " I'm not I just really love Sahara. I wouldn't trade my princess for anything. Well any ways I'm thinking about Savannah or Giselle. Something cute and not obnoxious.
I started to get emotional about having another child. (Damn these pregnancy emotions ). My kids and stability were my main focus right now nothing else mattered.
