For The Love of A Daughter

Epilogue

"I just want this baby out already?" I groaned.

"Have you guys been having sex?"

"Mom." I gasped.

"Come on honey, your not sixteen anymore. You already have two kids. I already know you had sex. You're not my little girl anymore. "

"I know, but you're my mom."

"Pretty soon, you will be talking about this with Miley."

"Don't say that, she's not growing up."

I turned my head to look at my eleven year old daughter, playing with Jackson and Natalie. Ever since Jackson was born, those two have been inseparable.

"They grow up so fast."

"Yea, they do."

I smiled at my mom, as I knew she was remembering when I was little. I gave her a hug then walked over to the kids, sitting on the couch. Miley sat next to me as I wrapped an arm around her.

"Are you ready to have another brother?"

"I want a sister."

"I'm sorry baby, but I don't know if that is going to happen."

"Why not?"

"Because I think mommy is done having babies after this one."

"Just one more, please momma."

"Oh honey if you only knew."

I loved making them and holding them once they are born, but giving birth is a whole different story.

"You have Natalie, aunt Kylie is supposed to be having a baby."

"I guess."

"Momma." Jackson yelled.

"Come here baby boy."

He crawled over and I picked him up cradling him in my arms.

"Hi baby, are you having fun?"

He nodded his head and smiled at me. Natalie came over and Miley picked her up. Corey kicked and Jackson moved so he could find his brother.

"Baby."

"Yea your brother is trying to get you."

I moved my shirt, so my belly was showing and we saw little Corey's foot print.

"That's so gross."

"No its not."

A sharp pain went down my back and I started whimpering in pain.

"Morgan, you okay?"

My mom walked over to me taking Jackson away.

"Come on Miley, bring Natalie and let's go to the play room." They got up and I sat there holding my belly.

"Mom, call the doctor."

She called the doctor as I was hit with another sharp pain. My water broke and I started freaking out.

"Mom." I yelled.

"Get in the car." She came rushing in.

"I don't think I can."

"Honey."

"Mom, I need to push."

"Not here."

I groan and grabbed on to the pillow. The door opened and I sat there trying not to scream.

"Morgan what's going on?" John looked scared.

"I'm having your baby right here, right now."

"Let's get her in the bed room."