I was lying in bed thinking of my first Miscarraige and I couldnt help but wonder if something will go wrong with the baby that I'm about to have. I'm three months pregnant and I never hit 4 months so I'm waiting until then to suprise Trey. I know he will be so happy. I love to keep a big smile on his face for once. He's always been strong for me. Through our first miscarrage and everything that went on in the last two years. I was so happy that it was going to be a girl again. I know Trey will love to have a little princess. Maybe we'll even name her Tiara. I dont know im just excited.
I got up to use the bathroom but was cut short when a pain shot up in my lower stomach. I took a deep breath thinking it was nothing to worry about but I thought wrong. The pain got stronger and as I got to the bathroom I fell to my knees. A pool of blood surrounded me and I cried. "No...... no..... not again Noooo!" I screamed and I just gave up. Right then and there I really believed I couldn't have anymore children. I felt worthless because I couldn't carry a child either. I looked at the blood surrounding me and I cried. "Why is there so much blood? " Just then Trey walked in with shocked eyes. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry Trey. " I cried and my hands stained with blood. "I-I can't have any children. I'm worthless. " I rolled my self into a ball and cried harder. "Baby c'mon. It's fine okay? Right now is just not our time. We're young okay? Get up let's go to The hospital. " Trey lifted me up and I could see the hurt in his eyes as I cried. I was fustrated. I didn't know what to do with myself. I wanted a baby so badly but I can never hold one. I cried and held on to Trey.
Finally we reached the hospital. I knew that it was a miscarriage. After all it wasn't the first time. I turned over on the other side of the hospital bed so Trey couldn't see me. I heard the nurse talk to him and give him tips about the right time to have a baby. We tried those things and they didn't work. At this point I was ready to give up. I will never have a child but yet I keep trying. I heard the nurse walk out and Trey's small sniffles. "Baby we just gotta give it a while. " "You can't give infertility a while." "You heard the doctor. You're not infertile. Your womb is just low. I'm pretty sure surgery can fix that." I got aggravated and sat up staring at him. "With what money Trey?" He looked at me. "I didn't tell you but I just got signed." A small smile formed in his face. "Don't worry baby. In a little while money ain't gonna be a thing to worry about. " I smiled. "I'm happy for you but you should leave me. I can't have any children Trey and I know you want little you's running around. I can't provide you with those things." i sniffled sadly. He put his arms around me. "Don't you dare talk like that. I love you and only you. You're going to be the mother of my Children. And we're going to have like four boys and one girl. I only need one princess and one queen." He kissed my forehead lightly. I smiled. "I love you. I'm so sorry." A few tears rolled down my eyes and he wiped them away. "Don't be sorry and it wasn't your fault." He grabbed me and kissed my lips before pulling me closer. "Everything's going to be fine. Don't worry your pretty little face about it. Before you know it you'll be running around after our children trying to get them in the bath." He chuckled and I smiled. "I love you so much." Trey smiled. "Well you know..... " He popped his fake collar and cheesed. "Whatever. Just take me home." I laughed. "Okay promise me you won't cry when we go. home. I have a surprise for you."
"I promise."
We finally reached home and Trey carried me to the old nursery. I already felt tears building up. "Trey I can't." My voice shook. I looked up at Trey and tears were already streaming down his face. I held on to him tightly and he pulled me close. "It's only baby. We're gonna just talk to them. It's been a while." I nodded and hid my face in his chest. Trey sat me down in the rocking chair and walked over to the small memorial we had set up on one wall for our baby girl that would've been two years old. I watched Trey kneel down in front of the ultrasound. His eyes were pouring out tears and mine did the same. I remembered every detail that happened that day when I lost my little Tiana. Trey and I were so excited. He talked to my belly everyday and kissed it and loved it so much. It was April 27th and we just found out she was a girl. So we Named her Tiana Marie Neverson. Trey was already a proud papa and she wasn't born. The day after that we lost her. We both never knew how. All we were told was that I had a low womb and I thought nothing of it. But now when I do I realize the cause of that is the high heels I constantly wear. I cried harder realizing I was the cause of my two children's death. I bent over and cried harder. I heard Trey talking to Tiana's picture and the guilt just filled me up. I screamed and started pounding on the wall. "Baby calm down." "It hurts. I caused my. babies deaths." I cried. " No you didn't. Who knew you had a low womb?" "I should've known. The heels I wear cause low wombs. My Grandma always told me that and I never listened." I cried. "It's my fault. I'm sorry Trey." "It's okay." I hugged him tightly and calmed down a bit. When I was calm trey looked up to me. "How about we give her a name?" He looked at me hopelessly. I nodded. "We can do that." I whispered. "Noelle?" "Hope?" "Whatever you want baby. " I whispered to Trey. "Hope Noelle. Neverson..Because she's the hope I have, she makes me believe that her other brothers and sisters will make it." He looked. at me. and nodded with tears in his eyes. I smiled faintly and he smiled. For the rest of the night we made another memorial on the second wall of the nursery. As we left the room I smiled. "Mommy loves you. Both of you so much. I'm sorry I couldn't bring you into the world. I'm sorry my beautiful princesses."
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Miracle Baby (Trey Songz Love Story)
FanfictionI watched the other mother's hold their children and play with them. They didn't know my struggles but I did. I wanted children so badly. I couldn't ask for anything more. Work #8