Take Me As I Am: Book Three

Delightful and Helpful

New York City, New York

Kastynn

Rubbing my stomach around in circles, I maneuvered around the kitchen to make the pain in my back subside.  It was becoming overbearing and I couldn't stand it anymore.  I had run all of my errands this morning, and was done within two hours or so.

I got back in the house around eleven, took a two hour nap, and now I'm up again and walking around to try and get rid of this back pain of mine.  This stomach was indeed the cause of it, and I have been meaning to prepare for it, but some things you just aren't really prepared for no matter the measures you have taken to do so.

My phone rings on the table and I go to answer, all while taking a seat.  I see that it's Ti'Ron and I immediately answer it.

"Hey." I muffle out a medium hey, my breathing a bit hitched.

"Hey, what's wrong wit' you?"

Taking a deep breath I stutter; "U-uhh, I just ran some errands this morning for maybe... two hours? But I did take a long nap, but not in the bed."

I hear Ti'Ron huff then sigh.  I already know I am about to hear his mouth.  It is way too early in the day for lectures, but what did I expect?  I wobbled out of the house on my own without anyone else knowing, and something could have happened to me.

Thing is, the errands I was doing was that of taking care of some music business.  Ti'Ron put down a large payment on a piano for me, since the old one I always used was at the school.

He wanted for me to be able to practice on my music while being stuck at home all day.  Now some days Kapri would even take sick days just to come and keep my day whole for me.  

But most of the summer, I've been mainly stuck on edge with this whole entire Kris and Ti'Ron situation that I've blocked out the entire song writing process, as well as even listening to the music I love and living up to the maestro name I was given.

I truly love playing the piano and singing.  Both are a great passion of mine that I never even knew I held within me.  But, even trying to bellow out a note is painful with being pregnant.

Especially when you try to get those long notes, you clench your stomach to hold it for as long as your voice allows.  Sometimes I can do without clenching my stomach, but singing the way I do has become terribly insane and unjust because of my baby.

Maybe before I go to meet with Tisha today that I'll try to sing out a few trustworthy notes.  But if not, then I'll just have to wait until my baby is indeed born.

"You are so lazy sometimes. But it's okay to be because you have an excuse." Ti'Ron says with a soft chuckle. "But you goin' to meet with your Godmom today?"

"Yeah I am. Have you talked to your dad?"

"Make sure you stay away from all restaurants. I don't care how tempting some food may be, you will not be putting our child's life in danger. And no I have not. He called when I was on my way to work but I texted him telling him we'll talk later."

I sigh and shake my head. "Make sure you keep that promise, okay? We don't need any hostility goin' between the two of you."