Stay With Me (Roman Reigns)

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Who knew being pregnant could be so uncomfortable? Nine months pregnant and I looked like I swallowed a watermelon. I laid around, eating ice cream and fruit because that's what I craved, watched TV, and I was so bored. Since I was pregnant, I couldn't do Dancing With The Stars. I couldn't wrestle. Roman had to keep working so he would be able to take a couple weeks when the baby is born but that was still a few days away.

The front door opened and Roman walked in with his luggage. "My husband." I said as I sat up. "Thank god. I am so bored."

He chuckled. "Nobody's come by to see you?" he asked as he walked over. He sat down and put his arm around me.

"No." I said. "They're all busy today. I've just been laying here watching TV. I think I got through an entire season of Grey's Anatomy in one day."

"Wow." he said. "Wait, you've been watching it without me?"

"Sorry." I said. "It was getting good." Yeah, I got Roman to watch this show with me. We just started it a few weeks ago too. And when he left last week after his few days off he asked me not to watch it without him because he wanted to know what was gonna happen.

"That's okay." he said. "But we're rewatching it so I can see."

"Okay." I chuckled. "Are you tired?" I asked.

"Yeah, kind of." he said. "It was a long flight. What about you? Are you tired?"

"Not really." I said. "I've been sleeping a lot lately. I need something to do."

He looked around and then smiled before getting up and turning on some music. He turned to me and held out his hand. "Dance with me." he said. I smiled and then took his hand letting him help me up. I wrapped my arms around him and laid my head on his chest as we swayed to the music. "I missed you."

"I missed you too." I said. "I'm glad you're home. We both are."

He slid his hands from my back to my belly and held them there as we danced. I loved having my husband home. We'd gotten back to the couple we were before and I felt like everything was right in the world. And we were expecting our baby girl to make her way into the world anytime now. Hopefully soon.

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It was three in the morning. I couldn't sleep. I kept tossing and turning but couldn't get comfortable enough to actually fall asleep. I sat up and sighed as I put my hands on my belly. I had the urge to go to the bathroom. "Okay sweetie." I said quietly. "We're going." I got off the bed and walked, well waddled, out of the bedroom before making my way to the bathroom. I was so ready for this pregnancy to be over. I wasn't comfortable anymore. I felt like a penguin. I just wanted my baby girl out so I could hold her. As soon as I was done in the bathroom I walked back towards the bedroom but stopped at the kitchen. I was hungry. These middle of the night cravings were not good for my figure. I opened the refrigerator and grabbed the container of strawberries before setting it on the counter. I grabbed a strawberry out of the box and went to take a bite when I felt something run down my leg. I looked down to the floor and there was a puddle of something on the floor. Oh no. "Roman!" I yelled. Nothing. "Roman!" I yelled louder.

He came running out of the bedroom almost tripping. "What's wrong?" he asked.

"My water broke." I said.

"Oh, well we'll get you another one in the morning." he said groggy.

If I wasn't freaking out I would have laughed for sure. But it was the middle of the night and my damn water broke. "Roman. You're not hearing me. My water broke. Our baby is coming." I told him.

He looked at me with his eyebrows raise. "She's coming?" he asked. I nodded. "Right now?" I nodded. "Seriously?"

"Roman, yes." I said. "It's time."