Happy Mother's Day to all the bomb ass hardworking muvas out there. There's nothing like a mother's love and that's on my granny's daughter. I hope you guys are being spoiled and spoiling your mothers. It's well deserves. I salute all the ones that are doing their thing to ensure the best life for their kids no matter what you had to do to give it to them. P.S. this is not edited because I last minute wanted to put this up for Mother's Day. So if there's errors act like Helen Keller and be mute to the shit.
Much Love ~Lex
|Issaiah Love|
Today is finally the day that Foreign and I have been waiting for. We are going to be telling our friends and family that I'm pregnant. I'm going through every emotion right now. I just hope for a positive response from everyone. Please Lord don't let my brothers overreact.
I sit in the room stressing over what I wanted to wear. Even though I'm not going anywhere, I still want to look good for this announcement. Foreign's going to photograph this and I have to be ready.
"Sai, come on. This is your third outfit change."
"I can't find anything to wear baby. Can you help me please?" I whine feeling myself about to cry for the fifth time since I woke up. I want everything to be perfect and it's not.
"Soul calm down baby, we'll figure this out. What are you in the mood to wear?"
"I don't know."
"Come here." Foreign walks over to me and pulls me into a hug. "Take a few deep breaths. Whatever you wear, you're going to look good in."
"Nothing fits anymore and I can't go out and buy clothes right now."
"I have a black and red flannel that you can wear that'll fit you comfortably."
"Can I see it?"
"Of course baby." He walks over to his side of the closet and pulls out the flannel with the tag still on. I pout for the simple fact that he's allowing me to wear it first.
"Thank you."
"Does it seem like something you want to wear today?"
"I guess, I just need some bottoms or maybe I can just wear it as a dress."
"Sai, you know damn well that shit is not long enough for you to wear as a dress."
"I don't have anything but sweatpants."
"Hold on." He walk outside the room for a few minutes looking around for something. I scroll through my phone texting people about this get together. A few minutes later Foreign comes back with a pair of black jeans. I scrunch up my face trying to figure out where he got those from.
"What's this?"
"These are from the bag you wanted to donate a while ago. I never got a chance to drop them off at the Goodwill."
"I love you so much baby, thank you." I pull Foreign down to my level and kiss his lips.
"I'm a problem solver, it's what I do."
"I have an idea on how I want to style this."
"Perfect."
"As soon as everyone leaves, I'm solving your problems. Plus you're all healed up, so there's nothing getting in the way."
"I'm holding you to it." Foreign helps me up and rubs my ass kissing my lips. I wrap my arms around his waist and kiss him back. He slaps my ass before he lets me walk inside the bathroom so I can do my make up.
