The first month of my pregnancy was pretty weird. I didn't know what was going on with my body. It had these random changes going on. It was like I was going through puberty again. Not in a good way. It felt so weird. It was like I was on my period and having sex at the same time. I didn't know what was happening. I would always have to pee and I started to eat food I'd never ate before. I realized it was cravings and then started to eat everything. No matter what it was I wanted it. I don't eat a lot of food in a day so that took a lot of time for me to get used to eating some much in one day. The second month is when I started to notice a change in my stomach. It got bigger. Not a lot. Just a small tiny bump. Nothing major or anything but I could see a difference. I started to get tired more often. I would sleep a lot. It's like I'm a baby all over again. I'm eating and sleeping. That's it. I was pretty happy that my cycle was on though. I think that is the only good part of pregnancy other than having the baby. It's an amazing feeling, don't get me wrong but I prefer Ashley go through this suffering. I'm kidding but I thought I would never have to deal with this but I guess. Everybody started to get attracted to my bump. They would rub and touch all on my stomach.
"Wait till you get bigger." Jordan said.
I sighed knowing that everyone would be on me trying to touch my baby bump when I got bigger. How much bigger would I get? Ugh. This process is so hard. It was now month three and my cravings started to get worse. Well, they got bigger. I would start eating foods that I never heard of or food that I always thought was nasty. I guess my baby wanted what I didn't. I wanted to stop eating after I had a false alarm water breaking session. I was scared for my life and started crying and everything but everything was fine. After that, I thought it was my constant eating but when I tried to stop, my baby kicked me for the first time. It was so precious and painful. I started to eat a lot of food again. I couldn't starve myself. Month four was here and of course, I started to look a lot bigger. I couldn't fit into most of my clothes anymore. Jordan and Ashley took me on a maternity shopping spree. It was pretty fun. We found some cute clothes for the baby. We didn't know the gender yet and didn't want to know until they were born. So we just bought some toys and a crib and room decorations. We started to decorate the room for the baby. Painting the walls a yellow color since we didn't know the gender. But I liked it like that no matte the gender. Month five rolled around and I started to have massive pains in my stomach and pelvis. They were like stabbing pains like cramps but worse. Jordan and Ashley would decorate the baby's room without me while I was resting. I started to sleep all day now. I would get up, eat, shower, and go back to sleep. I had Jayla do most of my work because I really couldn't function to do it. Jordan would take off occasionally to watch me. Ashley tried to stay home as much as possible. They loved me so much. It was now month seven and I started getting nervous. I thought I might go into labor any second. If I had a pain in my stomach, I would think I was going into labor. If I would have to pee, I thought I was going into labor. I was so scared and paranoid. My stomach was now huge. And it wasn't fully grown. I looked like an apple. Or a pumpkin. Either way I was big. I didn't like that especially when people started to touch on my belly. It was confronting but weird. The baby would start to kick me now and that really was a pain. I slowly moved into month eight and when I say I was scared as fuck. Jordan, Ashley, and I went to preparation birthing classes. They finished the baby's room and it looked amazing. We had a baby shower. Jordan wanted a gender reveal party but I wanted to find out when they were born. I wanted to go into labor so bad just to get it over with. I knew that my water would break in day now and I didn't want to wait in that day. I thought about having a C section but Jordan wanted me to have a natural birth and I guess I did too. It was so scary. I made it to month nine, and I would stay in the doctors office everyday just in case my water did break. I wanted to be fully prepared. I would stay there for hours and when I felt like I wasn't going into labor I would leave and go back the next day. One Saturday, I didn't go because I didn't feel like getting out of bed and drive there. But unfortunately for me, that was the day my child decided to come out of me. My water broke when I got out of bed to get some water and when I screamed, it sounded like the whole neighborhood heard me. Jordan came running up the stairs. Ashley was scared as hell. She was just speechless. So was I because I knew that in a couple hours, I would be a mother.
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