It's been two weeks since Belle and I came home, and she shifted. My stomach had grown from a small baby bump, to a larger baby bump.
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I think I look like a whale, but Ben tells me I'm beautiful every chance that he can. Right now, I was laying in bed cuddling with Ben.
"You need to get dressed in something comfortable, and nice looking. I'm taking you out." Ben said, looking down at me.
"I don't know how I'm going to find anything that looks nice with baby B growing like he is." I sighed, peeling myself off of Ben's chest.
"Hey," Ben said, grabbing my face and making me look at him. "You're beautiful, and you'd look nice in anything you put on." I smiled softly at him and kissed him.
"Thank you, now I'm going to get ready." I said, carefully pulling myself off the bed. I took a quick, warm shower and got dressed in a white shirt and some black maternity pants. I threw on a brown cardigan and a belt, and found some brown combat boots. I let my hair stay in it's natural straight state, and applied some pink lipstick and neutral eye shadow. I looked over my already painted nails and smiled in the mirror happily.
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"Ready to go?" Ben asked, adjusting his jacket in the mirror.
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"Alright, let's go." He said, grabbing my waist.
"Michael, Belle, Dylan, we'll be back. Don't destroy the house." Ben said, grabbing his car keys.
