Nineteen

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Demi

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Liked by sirahsays, frenchtoastkiller and 7,638,725 others
ddlovato We're finally in the home stretch🤰🏻 Carrying you for the last 9 months has been incredible and something that I will never forget. I can't wait to watch you grow into an amazing little lady. You are so lucky to have two wonderful daddies who already love you to pieces @matthew_scott_montgomery @damienjohn 💗
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sirahsays Baby girl is one very lucky baby😍

"How are you feeling, Baby Girl?" I smiled over at my mom as she lowered herself down onto the sofa beside me.

"I'm okay."

"Matthew and Damien aren't driving you crazy yet then?" I shared a chuckle with mom as I shook my head.

"Not yet."

I'm 38 weeks pregnant so I could go into labour at any moment if baby girl feels like making an early appearance. I pray that she doesn't because I want to spend some more time with her before I hand her over to Matthew and Damien. I want her to wait until the very last moment because as much as I complain, I'm going miss feeling her kick against my ribs, especially when I'm trying to sleep. Matthew and Damien offered for me to stay with them which I took because I'm beginning to struggle on my own, especially with two energetic dogs.

"She's not moving so much anymore. She stretches in the morning and then just kind of chills for the rest of the day."

"Maybe she's getting herself ready" a lump formed in my throat at the thought, an ache settling in my chest.

"I hope not" mom's fingers stroked a couple loose strands of hair behind my ear as she watched me with concern. I kept my eyes down, my fingers tracing patterns on my bump. I just remained silent, waiting for mom to ask what was up. I still haven't found the strength to tell Matthew and Damien about my feelings for baby girl. I still haven't picked out a name because the moment I do, I'm just going to fall more in love with her even though I didn't think it was possible. I don't regret doing this. I don't regret any of it. I just hate that I'm not going to be a mommy to her. She isn't going to grow up calling me mom. She isn't going to come to me when she falls and scraps her knee. She isn't going to come to me when she has boy troubles. She isn't going to come to me when she's getting ready for her first date.

"Talk to me, Baby Girl" I turned to mom with tears in my eyes.

"I don't want her to come because I'm not ready to give her up."

"Oh, Baby" she leant to wrap her arms around me, her lips pressing a delicate kiss to the top of my head.

"And I can't tell them because they're going to hate me" mom went to talk but I cut her off. "Don't tell me that they won't because they will" she fell silent, focusing her attention on playing with my hair. "They're going to think I did this because I wanted a baby but I didn't. I didn't think I'd fall in love with her" mom pressed a kiss to my temple, her hand settling on top of mine that lay on my bump. "She's going to be this important person in my life but she's never going to know that."

"You're always going to be important to her, Dems, no matter what. You have such a special little bond."

"That special bond" I rolled my eyes in annoyance.

"Baby, you knew what would happen at the end of all this."

"I know, Mom. I just didn't think I'd fall in love with her so hard. The thought of knowing her but not being a mom to her kills me but I've stayed quiet because I never wanted to ruin this for Matt and Damien. I did this for them, I didn't do it for me, but now I'm making this about me like everything" I flopped back against the sofa, covering my face with my hands as I sobbed.

"Baby" mom's voice cracked as she stroked her fingers through my hair.

"I think I'm going to go away for a bit after I've had her. I can't be around and not be involved in her life. I just can't."

"At least take someone with you."

"I have Batman and Ella" mom lightly chuckled.

"I meant a human, Dems" I lightly giggled as I glanced over at mom. "If that's what you need to do, Baby, then we will support you" I gave her a weak smile as she pressed a kiss to my cheek.

"Have they shown you her nursery?"

"No" I pulled myself away from her and pushed myself up from the sofa which took a lot of effort. "Baby, you're supposed to be resting" I rolled my eyes, glancing back at mom as she followed me towards the stairs.

"Let's just not mention this to Matthew" mom chuckled as she followed behind me, keeping close to me as I slowly began up the stairs. I kept a hold of the railing with one hand, my other settled on my bump as I took the stairs one at a time. I headed straight for the first door, smiling widely as I pushed the door open.

 I headed straight for the first door, smiling widely as I pushed the door open

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"Oh, it's gorgeous."

"Right?" I glanced back at mom who was smiling widely as she stared into the room. "She's one spoilt little princess already" I pointed towards her closet which was overflowing with clothes. "She already has enough clothes to last her for the next five years" mom chuckled as she began around the nursery. "They're thinking of putting her name somewhere once they've decided on one."

"She's one very lucky little girl" I nodded, smiling sadly down at my bump as I caressed it.

"Yeah, she-she's one very lucky little girl."

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