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One month later

9 months pregnant

I'm staying at moms until I go Into labor. I feel like she'd be better help than dad.

January couldn't come any sooner. Its only the 5 and I could pop my day, I wish it was any minute.

I'm trying to type an essay and watch Abby at the same time but I keep messing up on the essay. I don't understand what the topic is because I was in the hospital and bed rest when they went over it in class.

"Fuck!" I say getting irritated.

"Fuck" I hear a slobbery voice say. I turn around to Abby sitting in her bouncer repeating the word.

"No no no.....NO! Moms gonna kill me." I talk to myself. Just then the door opens and my little sister Francis walks in with Andrew. Abby keeps dropping the F bomb.

"Hey Ava....hey Abby" Francis walks over the bouncer.

"Fwuck" Abby says to Francis. Andrew looks directly at me.

"Am I hearing right because I just heard and 11 month old say the F word" he walks over towards me.

"I well.. Essay .....and yeah...." I stumble over my words.

"Well?" He crosses his arms.

"I cussed in front of her on accident. I'm sorry.....look I'm 9 months pregnant and I get irritated easily. I'm sorry" I say breathlessly.

"Ok well we let mom think it was Chris and we all get away with it" Francis says. She takes a price of her long brown hair and puts it behind her ear.

"Yea and we should try to get her to say mom instead of fuck" Andrew says.

"Fwuck" Abby bounces in her bouncer and repeats to say.

"SHIT" I yell. I start to have a contraction. I make Abby cry.

"What the hell man" Andrew says.

"OMG Andrew shut up! It doesn't matter! Just leave it ALONE!" I yell louder out of pain. Andrew takes Abby to go take a nap. Francis comes over to help me sit down.

"How many have you had?"she says helping me.

"Two today." I put my feet up on the couch.

"Wow...sorry" she sits down on the other couch.

"It's ok just a couple days to go." I say cracking a smile.

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I was wrong it's been over a week and I'm having  two to four contractions every day.

Mom found out about Abby's cussing and thought it was cute. If I ever find out Brody says one cuss word. His ass is grass.

I'm out eating with Nathan for our date and her rambling on about some shit that isn't relevant.

"So like Stephen Curry made a three pointer last night. It was amazing, he won the team that game." He says I just nod and go along with it. I need an excuse to call Eva.

"I need to poop" I get up and walk to the bathroom. Leaving him by himself. I dial Eva's number. She answers on the third ring.

"Hey haven't hear from you in a while, how's it going?" She sounds exhausted.

"Good how are you and Brandon?" I ask.

"Amazing!" She says sarcastically. " all he does is cry and I can't sleep because I feel like I'm going to miss something" she goes on about the baby and what it's like and how I should go with the epidural.

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