Sequel to Dear Nick. This story continues where Dear Nick left off, in the epilogue. If you haven't read Dear Nick, read it to see how they began. Their love is deep & pure, having been perfect since they finally got on the same page. Now, their per...
I look at my wedding photos, often, since they hang on the walls of our home & they bring me happiness. I need them some days, when Nick is away from home for a period of time & I need to remember the vows we made. I know his job is important, maybe one of the most important jobs in the world, but it still sucks when I don't get to see him for days at a time. Being pregnant, doesn't help either, since I'm more emotional & usually feeling sorry for myself. That's why our wedding photos help, because it gives me some peace, in my life, when I feel like I want to scream.
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Being pregnant isn't all it's cracked up to be, let me tell ya. I'm almost twenty weeks & I've been pretty miserable, to say the least. I had morning sickness for three months straight & now that it's finally gone, I still feel miserable. I have aches & pains, all over & since I've been able to eat & hold things down for the last month, I gained weight, quickly, & now I don't fit into any of my clothes. I'm not even that big, just big enough to feel uncomfortable. My ankles are swelling up all the time since my job keeps me on my feet a lot & I'm always tired. Oh & I have to pee all the damn time. I think the baby uses my bladder as a pillow, because I, literally, am going to the bathroom twice an hour. I know being pregnant is a beautiful thing & don't get me wrong, I love that I am carrying a life inside me, but holy moly I was counting down the days until I was no longer pregnant.
Nick was amazing, of course & he was trying to make things easier for me, whenever possible. It was really sweet, to be honest & I loved him more than I ever thought possible, just because of the way he treated me while I was pregnant. He was always rubbing my back or massaging my feet. He was always catering to my cravings or my impossible needs & he never once complained. Almost everyday, he would come home & he'd have something for me. Whether it was a card or a smoothie from my favorite cafe, he always had something & it meant more to me than anything else. Sometimes, I'd be asleep & he'd lay things in the bed beside me, so when I woke up, I'd see it & instantly, smile. He was the only reason I was enjoying this pregnancy, at all.
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Not only was Nick extremely thoughtful with his actions, during my pregnancy, he was also attentive to my needs, emotionally. He told me every single day that I was beautiful or radiant or gorgeous or sexy. Not a day went by that he didn't tell me these lies. Okay, they weren't lies. He's so in love, I look beautiful to him, no matter what. I didn't feel beautiful, though, that was for sure. My face was fuller than I was used to, so I thought I looked fat everyday when I looked in the mirror.
