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Thursday, November 25th, 2021

Ariana 💕

Today is Thanksgiving and I have officially reached 8 months of pregnancy. Honestly, I am so ready to have these boys. They've been making shit real difficult lately. I often question if having kids in the far future will be worth it. I love Kyle dearly, but I cannot continue to go on like this. After I get my second girl, I'm done. Tapped out. Homeboy is just gonna have to wrap it every time we have sex because I don't feel like going through this again.

"Ever since our little disagreement a month ago, I'm convinced you like to keep me pregnant so I am no longer busy." I exclaim.

He chuckles, sneaking me a quick glance then looking back at the road. "You caught me."

I shake my head at him.

"Pregnancy really suits you babe, honestly." He said, turning on his blinker.

"The next kid will be a girl, and that's it for babies." I state.

"Really?" He whined.

"I'm not a baby making factory Kyle." I sigh.

"But as my wife-"

"Last kid is a girl and that's final." I cut him off.

He rolls his eyes.

"I love you." I say. "So much that I'm even considering having another child...four to five years from now."

"Four to five years?" He asks.

"Yup. I want to keep my body looking fine for as long as I can before even considering carrying another baby."

He frowns.

"Besides, what's the rush? We have forever to go. We don't have to squeeze them all out at once." I exclaim. Because why?

"So you're considering more than one more kid after this?" His eyes lit up.

"Hell no."

He chuckles.

Must be out his damn mind.

*****

Kyle takes Violet out of the rental car, holding her against his chest. She was sleeping soundly. She slept the entire drive here.

"Sometimes you have to wonder if she likes being asleep more than she likes being awake." I suggest.

"I like to think so." He said, patting her back lightly.

It's a chilly evening here in Atlanta, Georgia. Yes, we are in ATL for Thanksgiving. We'll be back in L.A. by Saturday.

"She's definitely going to have a print from your hoodie on her face." I say.

He looks at her from over his shoulder. He rubs her back and whispers something to her. I watch her shift in his arms a little bit, before opening her eyes.

"Hi baby." I wave at her.

She waves back lazily, before burying her face into Kyle's neck. I smile and lead them to the front door of my parents house.

I ring the doorbell and wait for someone to answer the door. Soon I see my moms face and I smile widely.

"Hi mom!" I exclaim.

"Hi!!" She replies, looking down at my belly. "Oh my goodness! The boys are getting so big."

"Yes they are. They're being a pain in the ass too." I grin.

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