Teen Mom, Well Kind Of ~ Chapter 1
Woken up at 4 in the morning is not my idea of a great morning. I was still up at midnight doing an English essay, so my sleep amounts to an amazing 4 hours. Whoop-de-do. Note the sarcasm
I suppose I should go to bed earlier and I do most nights it’s just sometimes it’s impossible with Talia.
I rolled out of my nice, warm, cosy bed and stumbled my way to Talia’s nursery. I was now wide awake, that tends to happen after hearing a baby screaming for a couple of minutes. “Hey baby, what’s the matter?” I rocked her back and forth as I went downstairs to get her bottle. “Shh baby girl” I said gently.
BEEEEP. The bottles done. I skipped, well as well as you can skip at 4 in the morning with a baby in your arms. As soon as she had the bottle in her mouth she stopped crying, that could be considered a minor miracle as she usually doesn’t.
I looked at the clock 10 past 4 it read. I sighed, I was wide awake now and I wasn’t going back to sleep, may as well go for an early morning jog.
I walked up the stairs to my room, set Talia on the bed and got out my clothes. There was no point in me having a shower as I would just be all sweaty when I got back anyway. I put on my sweatpants and my tank top, threw my hair up in a ponytail and grabbed Talia.
I changed Talia’s diaper and put her in some suitable clothes for the early morning. We always did this if she woke up before 5 I would put her in her buggy and go for a jog.
I maneuvered her buggy down the steps in front of our house. I really hated those steps when I was 7 I fell down them and broke my arm.
The early morning cold nipped at the bare skin on my arms as I pushed the buggy along the sidewalk.
“I think we’ll go to the park today, what do you think baby” I said to Talia in the silent streets.
She replied with a gurgle.
“I’ll take that as a yes then” There was never anyone in the park at this time in the morning, most sane people were still sleeping.
I could hear the birds tweeting, Talia’s pram running on the sidewalk and the noise of my converse hitting the floor, they were the only noises this morning.
I turned down the road I knew so well one of the reasons I take Talia to the park is its where my mom used to take me when I was little. I feel close to her there.
I decided to have a sprint to the bench next to the swing set, I could feel the wind on my face as I ran to the swings.
I skidded on to the bench and caught the pram before it went flying off I knew I was grinning like an idiot but who was here to see me? I closed my eyes so I could get my breath back. As I opened them, I saw a boy about my age sitting on the swings staring at me.
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Teen Mom, Well Kind Of
Teen FictionLexi Davidson is your typical teenager. That is, until the death of her mother. Her mother dies after giving birth to he new baby sister, Talia, leaving her alone to look after Talia alone. Can Lexi make it through highschool looking after a baby an...