Nine Months ~ Book ONE

Baby's Due Date

Baby's Due Date

The date estimated to be the day that baby arrives, but only 3 - 5% of babies are actually born on this desginated day. baby can even arrive up to week 42.

the baby: if baby hasn't arrived yet, it won't be that very away, baby now weighs around 3.3 kg - 3.6 kg and is about 50 -52 cms long

5th July 2014 ( 40 weeks and 0 days) 

Summer's POV

"Oh for the love of all that's holy! I want this baby out of me, NOW! I am so uncomfortable, it is un-fucking-believeable, I swear Brax is gonna be weighing like ten fucking pounds, and I'll be squeezing a toddler out my vagina." I cursed to Matty, who was probably trying to sleep.

"Sums, calm down, he will come when he is ready." he mumbled from his side of the bed, which I have him nearly right on the edge. I just can't seem to find the best position to sleep in. 

"Easy for you to say, you don't have a belly the size of Ayres Rock, constricting you." I huffed and threw one of the pillows I had behind my head. On top of my discomfort, I've been getting those stupid false labour pains everyday for the past four days. 

"Babe, I'm sorry I can't help with that but can you please calm down, you have been going on and on for the past hour." he said rolling on to his side to look over at me, in which I just grunted in response.

"Well fuck off then, " I snapped and saw hurt flash through his eyes, before he sighed and closed his eyes.

"You're not making this easy for me, you know." he said taking a deep breath and climbing out of the bed.

"You've been a total bitch to me for the past five days now, and fucked if I know what the hell I've done." he said angrily and stormed out of the room, slamming the bedroom door shut on the way out. Hot tears made their way down my cheeks as I stare at the closed door, where he left. He has every right to call me a bitch, because I have been, and he's the one copping my outbursts. I wiped my tears and sighed, I'll just talk to him when we both cool down a bit.

I managed to get a couple hours sleep, which helped a little, it's better than none at all. I looked over to Matty's side of the bed and saw that it was still empty and I sighed. I better go and find him, to apologise, it's not his fault and pushing him away like I have been, is not helping. I'm surprised he has even been coming to bed with me at all. 

I wrapped myself up in my dressing gown and slowly made my way through the house. He wasn't in any of the rooms on the first floor, maybe he's in the kitchen cooking brekkie, since it's just past 8am. The house is too quiet, not even the sound of the tv which he would normally do and watch Sunrise. Even though it is Saturday, he'll watch it if he's up, that guy on the weekend edition irrates me to no end. 

He's not here, and I even poked my head in the garage and his ute was gone. I guess he doesn't want to be around me today, and I have myself to blame for that. Today was meant to be exciting for us, it's our sons due date, and I've stuffed it up. With a heavy feeling heart and a fresh lot of tears, I slumped down on the couch and flicked on the tv. 

About twenty minutes later, I looked down at the coffee table and noticed a note, clearly from Matty. With shaky hands, I reached over to grab and to read what it says.

Summer,

               Sorry I'm not there with you, I'll be at Kaleb and Katie's, I think we both just need some time out from each other, before whatever is going on, does some permanent damage, and I don't want that, I love you so much and our son will be here soon, and he doesn't need his mummy and daddy arguing, I'm just a phone call away, and if you need me, I'll be there in a heartbeat.