It's been a month since Jose's birthday and I have been experiencing the worst morning sickness. My breasts have been so sore, my feet have started to swell up and I'm just not feeling my greatest.
To get me out of my depressive mood, Khloe decided to take me hiking.
Big mistake.
Khloe was not patient with me, at all and I was so physically drained after twenty minutes. I couldn't complete the hike and I didn't feel like being out in the nature anymore. I want to be cuddled up with my man and a tub of ice cream.
On that note, I've started eating more dairy products which has led me to start breaking out everyday.
"I can't wait to have this baby." I moan as we start making our way down the hike trail. "Khloe, carry me."
"No way, you weigh a tonne and your ass is huge."
I roll my eyes, "I wasted all that money getting a fat reduction only to put that weight back on."
"Have you guys thought about names?" Khloe asks.
"We have but we are having no success with it." I sigh. "Jose wants a strong latino name but I don't know how to say the ones that he is suggesting. I don't want to be that mom who doesn't know how to say her kids name."
"Oh crap. So, how are you going to compromise?"
"Well we're not at the moment." I pull my hair out of the ponytail. "We still have three or four months of the pregnancy left."
"That's true."
As we are walking down the trail we bump into Scott.
"Hey, what's going on with you and Kourt?" Scott asks me.
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I feel like rolling my eyes.
"Truth be told, I don't want Kourtney or your kids staying at my house." I kicked the bitch out.
"Why? What's going on?"
"I was nice enough to let them stay at my house and they totally trashed my place. You seriously need to discipline your kids." I get in his face once I see him becoming defensive. "I spent almost five hundred thousand in repairs and they ruined things that I can't get back. The kids are out here slapping my face and scratching my arms."
"No freakin' way." Khloe interrupts.
"Yeah and I'm pregnant. I was nice and offered my home to them, only to be disrespected because you guys aren't doing your jobs." I tell him.
"Don't talk about me not raising my kids right." He glares at me. "You don't even have kids."
"But I will be." I cut him off. "And I will discipline the hell out of my children because nobody would ever act that way if they were raised by me."
Khloe pulls a face and I step away from Scott.
"If you will excuse me, I have a hike to end." I start walking with Khloe who is holding back her laugh, "And I'm sending you guys the bill so you better five hundred thousand dollars ready for me, puta."
