At 30 weeks pregnant, I was already over the whole pregnancy thing. My belly was huge and it was hard for me to even get up out of bed anymore. I didn't know if I could go another 10 weeks. I was tired of the "are you sure there is only one baby in there jokes." I was tired of people thinking my stomach was an open invitation to feel for the baby. I was turning out to be grouchy as hell in my last trimester
Although nothing had been said I had a feeling the "dinner" Seth was wanting to take me on tonight was actually going to turn into a baby shower. I don't know how I knew but I just did, he had been asking too many questions about things I knew damn well he didn't care about.
It wasn't that I didn't want a baby shower, I just didn't want one today. I didn't want to get up, I didn't want to get dressed, I just wanted to lay in bed and sleep. I felt like we had just had the gender reveal and that had turned out to be a huge mess. Brooke and I had cleared the air but thingsWith the baby shower behind us, I could now appreciate it for what it was. I think my apprehension had been from the disaster of my previous gender reveal. I felt like a weight had been lifted off my shoulder and I could now worry about other matters, like spending Thanksgiving with Seth's mom. I had no real reason to worry about that but I didn't know what she thought about me yet.When the time came I was nowhere near ready. I had hoped my doctor would say I wasn't approved for travel but I wasn't so lucky. I knew I needed to be up packing my bags for our trip but I didn't want to get out of bed. I felt like I had just laid down. Seth his bags packed and ready before my feet even touched the ground. He arched his eyebrow at me, "you know if you would start going to bed earlier you wouldn't be so sleepy."I frowned at him, "if you would stay on your side of the bed I wouldn't be up all night."Seth threw my bag up on the bed as I made my way to the bathroom, I ign
December was moving way too fast for my liking. I stood in front of a massive Christmas tree that hadn't been there the day before frowning. I wasn't ready for Christmas, I had no idea what to buy Seth. I mean it's not like he didn't already have every possible thing he could ever want. I had given his assistant a list of things to buy for my family and friends and now I wished that I would have just gone and bought it myself. It took the fun away from Christmas.I understood why Seth didn't want me walking around shopping though, I was huge pregnant and didn't have that much longer to go. Turning the corner to the kitchen I grabbed a cup of coffee and returned to stand back in front of the tree. It was pretty, just not my style, not that I would have told Seth that. I had no idea how I could have managed to sleep through the house being decorated. It was only 9:30 which was early as hell for me to be up. I preferred to sleep till 10:30 or 11.Walking down the hall I w
With Christmas behind us, the baby's due date was fast approaching. I was miserable now and Seth thought it was hilarious to bring up the fact that I seemed to wobble when I walked. If I thought I had been tired before I obviously didn't know tired.I had never put much thought or belief in the "nesting" stories I had heard friends talk about or read in books. But with two weeks before my due date, I found myself, going into full nesting mode. I organized and refolded or hung up all of the baby's clothes. Organized blankets by colors and patterns. Even the many boxes of diapers had been stacked in the closet by size all facing the same way.Seth had gone out of town for New Year's, he had asked me if I needed him to stay but I told him I would be fine without him and I was. I spent my time decorating rearranging or sleeping. My cravings were gone and now I had almost no appetite. I don't think my stomach had room for anything but the baby. Getting up and down was no easy
Sitting on the edge of the bed I pulled my boots on and grabbed my jacket. "Brooke come on. I swear to God you have to be the slowest person on the entire planet."Glancing up I saw her stick her hand out the bathroom door and flip me off. Sighing I laid sideways across the bed. I was still sleepy and would have much rather been warm and comfy in the hotel bed. Brooke and I had been best friends from birth, our birthdays were only two days apart and we had been next-door neighbors our entire life. This year our parents had surprised us with tickets to fly to NYC for New Year's Eve, something I would have never thought they would do in a million years.Brooke rounded the corner, "so here is an idea. Why don't we move up here after this last semester?" I frowned at her "uh, no way. I am not a city girl."Rolling her eyes Brooke dug through her bags pulling out her shoes, "come on. We both graduate in May. You can start your masters here. I can get a kick-ass jo
I was quickly beginning to think that meeting Seth Greer was just quite possibly the worst thing that had ever happened to me. As soon as we had made it back to the hotel I changed right back into my pj's and crawled in the bed. Brooke had turned on the tv so I grabbed my earbuds putting on my music just loud enough to drown her out and tried my best to fall asleep.I couldn't get Seth out of my head and I couldn't figure out why his bodyguard went all psycho on me. Pulling the cover completely over my head I closed my eyes lost in my own thoughts."Kennedy! Kennedy Claire Rogers, I know you hear me."I jerked my head up pulling the covers down as I sat up. "Brooke...damn what is it, " I said pulling my one remaining earbud out of my ear and stopping my music on my phone."Let's go downstairs to the Jacuzzi."I made a face, "really Brooke, you woke me up for that."She shrugged, "yes, now get your ass in the bathroom and cha
It had been two days since we had made it back from New York, I was sitting at my desk at work wishing Brooke would hurry up and come back from running her errands. Today had been dead, I think the phone might have rung once all day and all I wanted to do was just go home.Yawning I got up and grabbed my iPad out of my bag, not having a phone was beginning to annoy me. I was close to taking my dad up on his offer of letting me use his old Motorola. Powering it on I ran to the bathroom before a customer walked in or the phone rang. Sitting back down I swiped my iPad open. I had a couple of messages but nothing that really interested me.After checking my Facebook messages I scrolled through my newsfeed. Exiting Facebook I saw I had some notifications on my Instagram. Opening my app I saw it was because I had a new follower, @sethgreer had followed me. My mouth fell open. Seeing I had a message I wondered who it could be from. Opening it up I about choked on the air itse
I was starting to regret not meeting Brooke and Christine for dinner. I was starving and the two of them were slow. Walking into the kitchen I pulled the freezer open seeing a watermelon Popsicle. Tearing open the wrapper I frowned as I heard the doorbell ring. Who could that be? I knew Brooke wasn't seriously wanting me to open the door for her.Walking to the front door I opened it up freezing in place. I was seriously thinking of pinching my self when he spoke, "are you going to invite me in or what?"I blinked moving to the side as he walked in, Seth Greer was walking into my house. I must be dreaming. I watched as he walked straight to the couch and sat down. "Go get dressed."Frowning at him I crossed my arms in front of my body, "for what?"He grabbed the remote turning on the tv, "we are going to get you a new phone, now go on."Shaking my head I walked in between him and the tv, "What? No, I told you I'm good."
Standing on my porch I watched as Seth's taillights faded into the distance. Instantly I felt a little sad. We had sat and talked for over an hour before he had to leave. Turning around I walked back into the house heading to my room.Brooke had text me telling me they had stopped at another mutual friend's house and that they shouldn't be much longer but I really didn't care at that point. Seth's leaving had left a void that I wasn't sure how to replace. We had exchanged numbers and he had told me he would be calling me soon to get me my tickets to his Shreveport concert. I still wasn't a hundred percent sure that I wasn't dreaming, things like this just didn't happen in real life.Sitting on my bed I looked around the room and wondered what I was going to do after graduation. Seth and I had talked more about Brooke's wild idea of moving to New York and he supported the idea telling me I needed to get out more and assured me he wouldn't let anything happen to us