Irregular

Chapter 30 - 2 years later:

"Dear, Stormie.

Today is the day you come out of me. Please, for the love of whatever you want to say, don't hurt me. I was terrified the moment I found out I was pregnant with you. Now that the time has come for you to be cut out of me, please don't hurt me. This is my sincere letter to you for you to read when you're old enough. I am writing to you from the past because obviously you will not be reading this until the future. Anyhow, I just want to say I love you. I know that's cheesy, but hey, I do. I love you very much and I want you to know I'm cool. I'm super awesome and I am always going to be awesome, never old. You can always come to me with issues or  your coolness, I don't care. I'm always going to be here, Stormie. You have definitely ruined my body, but it was also worth it. Sort of. I honestly wanted to adopt because of the reason I just mentioned, but stuff happens. Also, you were totally not planned, but you were also not accident because I want you and I can't wait to meet you. As Phoebe told the triplets on friends, please don't hurt me. I know you don't know what Friends is, but since your father and I will be raising you, you will soon. I love you and always will, unless you hurt me. I'll see you soon, little girl!

Love, mom."

         "You can't say that to your child!" Jaley yells, snatching the piece of paper from me. 

I snatch it back. "I created her, I can say what I want." 

Nurse Dove walks into the hospital room. "Are you ready?" 

         "No!" 

Lucky grabs my hand. "You got this." 

         "I don't see a child coming of you? It's easier said than done, sir." 

He rolls his eyes. "I love you."

I smile. "I love you, too." I tell him. "But if you start singing "Having my baby" in the delivery room, I will not have your baby." 

        "That's fine. I brought my radio so i'll just play it instead of singing." He grins.

Oh dear lord, please help me.

To be continued...