Chapter 16: Pregnancy Months

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Like my mom told me, the sickness is a constant thing for a while because whether it's in the morning, afternoon or night, I could be vomiting and sometimes I feel too sick to eat something but I eventually force something down but thankfully the vomiting has slowly gone. The thing that usually would stay down when I was going through it were cheesebuns, the baby really enjoys them which made Peeta happy and he always brought home some warm cheesebuns for me that I would then devour extremely quick but that was only on my good days. Peeta loves talking and kissing my belly seeing as that it is already slightly bumped and when he's not doing those things his hand is resting there, his thumb rubbing against it softly which actually is really soothing for me and sometimes even gets me to sleep so I don't complain when he does do it.

Haymitchs reaction was funny because he actually smiled and embraced us both, he even touched my belly which was nice but also weird at the same time because we had never seen him act so happy before. Telling Hazelle and Posy was tiring because they just kept asking me questions after questions, it was a little annoying but it still made me smile, Greasy Sae was a more calmer and congratulated both Peeta and I which was sweet. Annie's reaction was a calm one like Saes but a little more excited, she promised she'll visit as much as she can when school gets out for Flynn which I liked to hear because she can give me some kind of advice on how to get through the harder days. Johanna just said "I told you so" which made me roll my eyes, Gales reaction was a little like Saes too and he promised he'd get in touch with Rory and Vick to tell them for me.

Although the sickness has almost completely gone my body now wants me to feel headaches and dizziness sometimes. My mom told me it's normal at twelve weeks but it's still something that I don't enjoy about all this, Peeta does what he can like getting me water and a snack which works most of the time. Since we first found out my body has gone through a little bit of changes, like my breasts have gotten a lot more tender than before, there's also stuff coming out of me which freaked me out at first but again my mom explained why my body is doing that and that it's perfectly fine.

"The baby loves your voice" I say as Peeta talks to my belly

"Really? How do you know?" He asks with a smile

"I just know. I can feel it" I reply and then he continues which makes me smile, already I can tell that he's going to be a great dad, he loves this baby so much already, my feelings are still mixed about the baby but I'm happy that our sweet pea is safe inside me for the time being.

Since my nausea has ceased to exist, it makes it so much more easier to hunt and skin the animals I catch. My luck I could only find two birds and three squirels, it's a lot harder to hunt during the winter but I never give up, although after spending quite a while hunting, I find hardly anything before I decide to just go back home. When I get through the door I put away the meat before going upstairs and I stop outside a closed door... last time I was in here I had the biggest relapse that was rough to recover from, I take a deep breath before turning the door knob and taking slow steps inside, I expect to feel empty and grief, I don't though but I have an idea on why, my hands go to my belly

"This use to be your aunt Prims room. You would've loved her, she would've loved you. I want thisto be your room, give this room meaning again" I speak out, hoping the baby hears my voice

"You're going to have so many people who will love you. Your daddy especially" I add, rubbing it slowly

"Goodbye, Prim" I whisper into the room before leaving and shutting the door behind me, I feel my shoulders lighten a little, I feel like I've finally let go... accepted her death, accepted that she won't be around at least not physically and I guess that's what makes me feel slightly less afraid knowing that Prim will be watching over us.

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