Chapter Three... The Name Game
                               
                              Twelve weeks pregnant. I remembered this stage... Ah, how different this pregnancy was!
                              
                              When I was pregnant with Becca, I was incredibly sick. I couldn't barely keep anything down, and spent a fair bit of my first and second trimesters legging it to the hospital with dehydration because I'd been throwing up so much.
                              
                              This time, I had only had mild morning sickness, and it actually was in the morning! Now, there was a rarity! It made it easier, since I was raising a two year old and growing a foetus. Because I was so busy chasing after an energetic Becca I didn't really have time to be sick. At all!
                              
                              Today I sat at school, wishing that three o clock would come a lot faster. I couldn't wait to be done with high school so that I could spend more time with my little princess. With her adoring brown eyes and her gorgeous blonde curls, who wouldn't love her?
                              
                              I sat in Biology and had a sudden urge to be sick. Running from the classroom, I caught a glimpse of the confused teacher out of the corner of my eye. I ran, but didn't make it past a potted plant outside of the Science building. The teacher stood behind me, scratching her head.
                              
                              "Are you alright, Mrs Baker?" she asked.
                              "Umm, yeah," I moaned. "But please, just call me Rose."
                              "You don't like being called by your surname?" she asked.
                              "Well, not at school, no," I sighed. "It makes me sound fifty."
                              "Fair enough," she chuckled. "But you did just throw up in that plant. And I know that you're married with a child, so naturally I'm concerned."
                              "It's all good, it's just morning sickness," I sighed.
                              "You're pregnant?" she asked, stunned.
                              "Well, with only two months left of high school, I didn't see the point in highlighting it," I told her. "I'm about to become a young mother of two, and while I'm excited, I'm also a bit scared. One child I can handle, but am I really ready for two?"
                              "Nobody is ever ready to be a parent," she smiled. "Whether it be for the first time or the tenth!"
                              
                              And that was honestly the best piece of advice a teacher could have ever given me.
                              
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                              After putting Becca to bed that night, I couldn't sleep. My mind was on baby names. I had so many running through my head, but I wondered what sort of name we would name our second child. Would it be another daughter for us? Or would we welcome a little son into our perfect family?
                              
                              And what names did Cameron like?
                              
                              "Cam?" I whispered in the dark. "Cam?"
                              "Hmm?" Cameron groaned sleepily.
                              "I can't sleep," I sighed.
                              "Well try," he answered grumpily. "I'm tired, and I have to work tomorrow."
                              "Tomorrow is saturday," I replied candidly.
                              "Yeah?" Cameron answered. "Oh, sorry. I forget the days lately."
                                      
                                   
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One Husband, Two Kids... And I'm Only Nineteen! + My Life, My Love, My Kids
RomanceRose was always more advanced than her friends when it came to growing up. But her life changed when she met Cameron, a boy who was three years older than her. Soon she found herself falling in love, and then at sixteen, she welcomed her daughter Be...
 
                                               
                                                  