Troy and I were debating on living together. Considering we were going to have a baby. So he decided that we would get an apartment. So we did. I was a couple of months into the pregnancy. Troy had so much fun rubbing me ankles and feet. Boy did I enjoy his comfortable hands on my body. One night I was laying in bed and he came in from the bathroom. He had gotten between my legs and stared at me. He started to rub my belly. Then he kissed it and said "this is our awkward,amazing, genetic mutation of our genes, let's hope it doesn't get pregnant or someone pregnant." I laughed when he said that. I was proud of our little awkward, amazing, genetic mutation of our genes.
"So..." He said
"I'm hungry" I cried
"What do you want" he said
God what did I want. I had thought about McDonalds but at the thought of it made me want to puke. I went with the next best yet most unhealthy thing I could think of, subway. At Least the thought of that didn't make me puke.
The next day I had went out with Neeca. We had went to Wal-Mart I thought that I should start getting stuff. I had gotten the crib and a car seat. When I brought it home I was looking for Troy so I could tell him. I remember him telling me that he wouldn't be there when I got back because he would be at work.
He came home and we discussed names.
"What do you want to name the baby?" I said to him "Boy or girl"
"If we have a boy we are certainly naming this baby Luke" he said "so the day he is born I can say, Luke, I am your father."
I laughed and decided that would be our boys name. He and I just couldn't decide on a girls name though.
"How about Charlotte?" Troy said
"No" I said
"Meh, we can decide when the time comes." He said
So I was now three months and I was starting to show a little more. And was starting to think of girl names while Troy made dinner, we were having Frito Pie. I looked up names but they were fucking Asian names. I was pissed I couldn't think of anything.
