"Options... I've ran out of Options..." (Book 3)

Chapter 141 - "Day by Day..."

Chapter 141 - "Day by Day..."

Clara's PoV

'You know pregnant sex has got to be the best with you' John hummed stroking my head as it was now the late hours of the morning.

'Why? I'm Fucking huge? It doesn't feel like you can actually get anywhere near where you need to' I complained.

'Meh. Makes no difference to me. I love you just the same' he shrugged.

'You know we're so getting you spade after this kid is born. 5 kids is enough kids' I mumbled.

'I agree on the no more kids thing. 5 kids will be keeping us on our toes. Bloody 1 kid at a time keeps me on my toes' he grumbled.

'Good. At least we agree on that one' I mumbled nudging my head into the crook of his neck and sighed.

- - -

'Oi. Calm down. Make sure you stop at the road' I yelled as Poppy ran off on her scooter in front of me as I waddled after her.

I was getting one hell of a pregnancy waddle and quite frankly it was annoying me.

'Connor slow down' a voice said as I turned around when a familiar 9 year old ran past us.

'Liz? Is that you?' I hummed with a smile.

It had been a while since I had seen her but then she wasn't at the hospital anymore for treatments so it was pretty clear that, that was going to happen. Of course we don't see her.

'Hi Clara. How are you?' She asked me as she approached and then chuckled. 'You've exploded. You look like your about to drop' she laughed.

'No. No. Not yet. Still got two months to go' I scoffed.

I did look bloody pregnant now I had to admit. Everyone was noticing it.

I didn't mind the actual carrying of the baby - the only part of it that I didn't particularly enjoy was that people kept pointing it out - that and asking to feel.

I always tell John to not bother asking - even though he does. And sometimes the kids will have a feel without bothering to ask but other people or strangers is a bit annoying.

'Well I'm glad you've progressed well. After that accident you had I thought it was over'

'I couldn't deal with that again. I've lost a baby once but I don't want to loose this little frog' I mumbled taking Poppy's hand and Henrys hand and then crossed the road.

Evie was off ahead somewhere on her bike with Avia on her tail I'm sure.

'So how are you doing? I should be asking you?' I said sadly not wanting to bring a damper on things but it was true to ask. It was polite as well.

'I'm doing okay. I just cope from day to day you know?' She hummed as I nodded in agreement and gave her the best advice anyone ever gave me.

'Listen when I lost my daughter - it wasn't the same I know that - but when she died I went to this group. It's nothing too intense or serious but you'll find that there are so many other people who have lost a child in many different ways. It's nice to socialise with them' I explained.

She took down the number and address.

I wasn't sure if she'd go? Maybe I'd see her there. I only go once a month now but it's nice to go still to see friends and get to chat to new people going through the same grieving process.

'Listen it's Poppy's 5th birthday at the end of next week. She's having a huge party to celebrate. You should come. Bring Connor' I said in hope that she might come and I might get the chance to see her again.

'Umm. Sure. Sounds like a good idea' she hummed as we arrived at the school gates for the school my kids go to and where I work.

'We'll see you next week then' I smiled with a wave.

- - -

'It was so awful. What was I supposed to say? She is sort of a friend?'

'I still don't think it was really a good idea for you to invite them to the party. Not being selfish or anything more the fact that it might be quite hard for her. Seeing all those kids in good condition. Especially seeing Poppy. It might remind her that they had the same thing and that Poppy is alive over him'

'Or it might make her happy to know that a friend of her sons is doing well?' I suggested. 'Anyway I really had no choice. I didn't want to just leave her on her own. I feel like we had a good chat and she was really supportive. I feel like I owe her just a little' I mumbled.

'Okay fine. But when it all goes wrong... it's on you' he hummed. 'Now come and get in the bloody bed. It's freezing'

'It's May. It's not cold John'

'Well I am'

- - -

'No Henry. Put your shorts back on' I scoffed shouting through the entire park.

The only downside to the half term was that you get lumbered to all of these activities that none of the kids even want to go to. They just get forced into it.

'Ollie doesn't appear to be that interested in football Lil?'

'He's not. I mean he likes the idea of kicking the ball but in reality he just likes to run around the field and cause problems.

Poppy wasn't a big fan either..: but that was only because she wasn't aloud to do anything.

To be fair we were just standing here watching a pointless football match between 3, 4, 5 and 6 year olds at 9am on a Thursday morning. It wasn't much fun for us.

But it was Richards idea. Get them out of the house and unfortunately Poppy had been dragged along.

Evie on the other hand had gone to work today with Richard and John.

It was part of a half term project that they had to go to work with their parents and then write a diary and report on the day of what they did.

I thought it was a pretty good idea.