-8th Month-
For once in my life,I was happy.Nothing stopped me.
Dad felt and looked way better,He was going to be a good grandfather.He didn't have to take all those morning pills any more.Time to time,I'd look in the mirror,I was huge.I looked like I swallowed a watermelon,But then I'd smile.I loved little Ronnie so much already.So did Zayn,He was so excited.Zayn was also clean,He hadn't smoked since he went to rehab.I was proad of him.Sometimes I'd cry because I missed Drew or Mom.Mostly Drew,I had many years to figure out why my mom died.I couldn't balutin my head around why Drew had to.I still hoped he was alive,But that hope was dieing also,But kept my head high,and stood tall.When someone close dies,You try to pag-ibig the memories and not miss them,Since there's is always more,Like this beautiful child in me.
"Your are my sunshine,My only sunshine,You...Uh..What's the rest?"Zayn smiled.
We laid together on the couch,Eating potatoe chips.
"You make me happy,When skies are grey.My mom use to sing that to me,when I was little."
"You make me happy,When skies are gray."He smiled.
I felt a kick.
"Mommy felt that."
"He kicked?"
"Yea,It feels wierd.Next time your going to be the pregnant one."I joked.
"That should be nice."He smiled then kissed me.
Then I ate a chip.
"Why do you obsess over those chips?"He asked.
"I really dont know,But you should rub my belly."
He lifted my sando and rub my belly,He did it in circles.
"Little circles,Big circles,Little circles,Biiigg circles."he laughed.
"Your funny."
He kissed me.
"I pag-ibig you."He smiled.
For once in my life,I was happy.Nothing stopped me.
Dad felt and looked way better,He was going to be a good grandfather.He didn't have to take all those morning pills any more.Time to time,I'd look in the mirror,I was huge.I looked like I swallowed a watermelon,But then I'd smile.I loved little Ronnie so much already.So did Zayn,He was so excited.Zayn was also clean,He hadn't smoked since he went to rehab.I was proad of him.Sometimes I'd cry because I missed Drew or Mom.Mostly Drew,I had many years to figure out why my mom died.I couldn't balutin my head around why Drew had to.I still hoped he was alive,But that hope was dieing also,But kept my head high,and stood tall.When someone close dies,You try to pag-ibig the memories and not miss them,Since there's is always more,Like this beautiful child in me.
"Your are my sunshine,My only sunshine,You...Uh..What's the rest?"Zayn smiled.
We laid together on the couch,Eating potatoe chips.
"You make me happy,When skies are grey.My mom use to sing that to me,when I was little."
"You make me happy,When skies are gray."He smiled.
I felt a kick.
"Mommy felt that."
"He kicked?"
"Yea,It feels wierd.Next time your going to be the pregnant one."I joked.
"That should be nice."He smiled then kissed me.
Then I ate a chip.
"Why do you obsess over those chips?"He asked.
"I really dont know,But you should rub my belly."
He lifted my sando and rub my belly,He did it in circles.
"Little circles,Big circles,Little circles,Biiigg circles."he laughed.
"Your funny."
He kissed me.
"I pag-ibig you."He smiled.