Tears are falling down my cheeks now, my heart hurts, everywhere hurts, this was one of the good days. Every so often I struggle to breathe Simon, it's been one day but it's felt like a lifetime. Will everyday be like this? Will I always hurt? Will I even be able to take care of our son? I guess I'll have to find out.
September 22nd 2012
We've been spending most of our time at home, just enjoying each other.
I'm almost 6 months pregnant and I can't believe how fast it's going, things are getting exciting now, even Simon is getting excited again.
I'm broken out of my thoughts by Simon speaking into my ear. "Adele baby?"
"Yes Si?"
"I love you."
"I love you too."
He's been starting to say I love you a lot more at really random times, I love it of course but it's unusual for him.
I slowly walk over to him, batting my eyelashes, he knows I want something.
"Simon, can I have a foot rub?!"
"Ew no!"
"Rude! My feet hurt!"
"Yeah and my nose hurts from the smell of them things you call feet."
"Ass." I whisper under my breath as I walk away, but of course mr.bionic ears heard me.
He comes up behind me, kissing my neck softly. "What did you just call me?" He says, his hands slowly moving down my body.
"I said nothing! Can I have that foot rub now?"
"No, you know I hate feet, they give me the creeps."
"Ugh Simon."
"Ugh Adele."
"Ugh Simon."
"Ugh Adele."
"Oh shutup, mocking a poor pregnant woman who just wants a foot rub."
"Oh hush, I'll give you a back rub."
"Ok deal."
I plop down onto the sofa and Simon grabs a chair and sits down behind me.
I feel his hands gently rub my shoulders and then moving down my back slightly, I moan at how good it feels but my face instantly heats up in embarrassment.
Simon whispers cheekily into my ear. "It's ok to moan Dele, I know I'm good."
I ignore his comment and relax, letting Simon do the work.
I love moments like this, when it's just the two of us, I love when he does things like this, it makes me feel so loved.
After a while he stops and I stand up, I throw my head back and stretch, that was amazing, I must say.
"Thank you Simon, you're magical."
"I know I am."
"Oi you! You're getting so cheeky."
He sticks his tongue out at me and runs up the stairs.
I go to follow him but a picture on our mini notice board catches my eye.
How on earth did he get that without me noticing? I think to myself as I smile at the picture Simon took.
It was when I had just stood up and I was stretching, I actually look sexy, shocking, I know.
He knows just how to get my good angles.
Hi guys! I'm sorry this took so long and that it isn't great, only a few more chapters left. I aim to get this book done this week and then I will be starting the Run series... please leave a comment xx
