Molly's POV
8 months!! One more month of this terrible pain, at least I'm over the morning sickness. My belly was so big I couldn't see my toes. I got a pedicure every other week because I was worried my toe nails looked bad because I couldn't see them. Bentley, being the gentleman his is, always payed for it.
My mother visited every week and if she didn't come to us we had to come to her. My dad came around ever so often, he loved kids he just didn't like the pregnant woman mood. But he still visited like he said he would.
Every time I got a pain Bentley insisted we go to the hospital, he would run around the apartment crazily and I would tell him I was just fine and finally he would calm down. He sure was excited to be a father! I've never seen him so hyper. It's almost silly, but cute.
We went to the doctor every two weeks, conveniently we lived right around the corner from the hospital. It was certainly handy the day Bentley almost broke his foot. It was hysterical the way he squirmed when the doctor touched his foot, a bookshelf fell on his foot and it got fractured and badly bruised. he laughs about it now but he certainly wasn't laughing the day it happened.
Sorry this is kinda a filler chapter and I will write a better actually relevant one soon.
-McKenna.
