Tall girls need love too

Chapter 10: Baby fever

*6 am*

I wake up to the sound of Mira's stop-start crying, you know the type of crying where they stay on one note for a while before letting out the rest of their cry.

"Alright, alright Peanut I'm awake now mama is awake" I groan propping myself up on the pillows. My cheap thin curtains that I got from the market barely keep any of the sunlight out, letting the rays of light irritate me and my child. It's hot out. Real hot. I might take her to the park or just a nice walk.

I take a minute to collect my thoughts but Mira cuts it short by going from crying to full blown screaming. Nuh uh. "Aye Peanut not today!" I pick her up staring at her sternly "Not today I'm not having it, you're gonna be a good girl for mama" she pipes down instantly sticking to sniffling. Now that she's quiet I take this time to cradle her and breastfeed my baby.

"Maybe aunt Cassie will want to have some girl time with us" picking up my cracked iPhone I manage to text her without slicing my thumb.

Me: Hey sis, wanna go out today with me and little miss???

Send

I chuck my phone on the other side of the bed. Having a baby at 19 ain't no joke man this shit is hard.

*10 am*

One bath and a t-shirt full of throw up later me and Mira were ready with full bellies to begin our day, first I have to triple check everything is in her diaper bag. When I saw it in the baby store I just had to get it, the bag is a beautiful shade of periwinkle with white unicorns printed all over it and and.... and it water resistant inside and out!

Being a single mom you learn that it's not about the flashy things it's about the simple things that do the job and later on the luxuries will come.

"Khari are you forgetting something?" My mom says dangling a thin blanket, it's what I use to cover myself and Mira when I have to breastfeed in public. It's embarrassing but I ain't about to let my baby starve.

"Oh gosh yeah! Thanks mama" I grab the blanket folding it up neatly placing it in the baby bag "You know I've got baby brain these days" my mom just laughs then kisses my head "You're doing great baby way better than I was with you" To hear my mom say that warms my heart in so many ways but this is only the beginning three months isn't going to be the same when she is three years old. Snapping out of my thoughts I go check in the full body mirror how I looked if it was mommy friendly, my outfit is simple just a tank top, some khaki cargo pants and white sneakers nothing too fancy.

The more I stare at myself the more I see how much Mira thickened me up not the hourglass frame type of thick but she gave me some sexy womanly curved on my hips and breasts however my stomach still holds a bit of pudge. Sigh. I gotta find the gym and soon.

As I admire myself in the mirror the clock in the reflection catches my eyes "Oh sugar we're going to late peanut!" I rush over to my cooing baby strapping her in securely before pushing her stroller out the door "Bye mama" I shout on the way out. Cassidy is going to be so mad.

Rodney

Hi lemme introduce myself I'm Rodney but most people call me Que. I'm 24 years young with a 2 year old son who lives with me and my 20 year old adopted brother Zachary. Errrr what else? Shit! Nothing is coming to mind but you got the basics let's continue with the story.

My morning starts off with me being woken up at 8am by Raheem. The boy jumps up and down on my bed showing the metal springs no mercy and none for my sleep apparently, this is the same boy that had me up at 6 am making him hot chocolate as he watched episode after episode of Tom and Jerry. How has he got all this energy?

The longer I lay there unresponsive the harder he jumps until her finally stomps my side. I let out a loud oof which is when he decides to curl up beside me "Daddy, daddy we still go shopping today?" I sit up abruptly scooping him up into my chest "Of course we're going to get you kitted out for the summer but first we gotta sort that breath and hair out otherwise you'll scare away all the ladies" I chuckle a bit as I tickle his sides.

Like most mornings Raheem copy's my whole morning routine from standing next me on his step brushing his teeth to trying to brush his 'waves' like me too. When we're done I stand in the mirror with him on my hip, a grey towel around my waist and a grey batman towel wrapped around him "Daddy I want to be just like you!" I nod giving him a smile "You're already surpassing me little man."

We go in my bedroom to get dressed for the today well I at least try to dress him in a polo shirt and jeans but he isn't having any of it "I want this!" He whines holding up his sweat shorts similar to the ones I had on "No I want you to wear the outfit I already put out" I go to slip the polo shirt on him but his tiny head bops out the way. We go back and forth with the whole dressing issue before I settle on pinning his little black ass down and forcing the clothes on him.

"You may be a mini me but I'm your dad and what I say goes do you understand?" He stares at me with his little beady eyes, I can tell he wants to say something slick but he knows with the look in my own face I'll pop him in his mouth "Yes dad" I nodded and continue to get us ready. By time we are all set to head out the door I have the urge to crawl back into bed and call it a day but I refuse to disappoint my son so I get him strapped up in his car seat before driving off to mall.

*at the mall*

Damn! It's hot isn't it? We've been in the toy store for about 15 minutes, 15 minutes feels like an hour the way this boy been dragging me up and down every isle first he wants Nerf guns I told him hell no! Then he wanted a three foot monster truck Erm where is that going? Now he wants this race car track which I don't mind buying him.

At the check out till this fine dark chocolate sweetheart waits in line in front of me. God if there is one thing I go weak for is tall chicks, they got legs for daaaaayyyyssss. Now I stand at a firm 6"4 but she is at least 5"9 or above but not 6 foot either. She has hips of goddess, a head full of rich jet black hair and a soft face you'll never forget.  I gotta talk to her. I didn't even notice the stroller in front of her or her friend until she starts rocking it to quieten I assume her baby.

I needed to make a move fast she is next up to get served and after that I might not see her again.

Khari

Luckily Cassidy was running late as well so we met up a round about the same time as per usual she dives her hands straight to my babies face but before she does I smack her hand away "hand sanitizer!" I say for the four - hundredth time this month alone. When will she learn? I whip out the medium sized bottle out my back pocket handing it to her. "I'm practically her second mother anyways she roll her eyes squirting the gel in her hand "Girl you don't even know half the pain I went through to push her out of me" I put the bottle back in my back pocket.

"Soooo did you go on the date with what's his face?" She takes Mira out while I push the stroller slowly "I mean I got ready but Peanut wasn't settling so when he came I told mama to say I wasn't feeling all to well" Cassidy flips her purple her in a very sassy fashion "Bitch you need to get some dick!" She shouts looking over at me.

The people around us stare in shock while other shook their head in disgust "Ssssshhhh the whole mall don't need to know. Plus I'm waiting until marriage" I say in a hushed tone my body heats up in embarrassment from the hard gazes. Oh the joys of being a teen mom.

"The fuck they like looking at? Ain't they seen black people before?" She continues to shout drawing more attention so I guide us into a toy store to get out of the spotlight. "Cassidy I appreciate you a lot but please let's keep a low profile, okay?" There's a pause before she kisses her teeth walking off.

God give me strength