BEHIND OUR LOVE... CHAPTER 63
BY MIEMIEBEE
IZZY'S POV
7 months later...
I'm in my 3rd trimester now, 8 months of pregnancy, ever since I passed the first trimester, pregnancy have been moving perfectly okay just some headache, bodyache and the nauseatic conditions making me throw up time to time. James is morethan a sweetheart he has been taking care of me just like a baby, everything I want he does it for me. Fiona and Ryan are my new servants at school, James has to make them promise to take good care of me.
They carry my bag, walk me to class and cafeteria go errands for me and everything. They are one of a kind. I don't get to attend school everyday because of some morning sickness sometimes so normally Ryan will be the one to help me out. Our baby is in good health. We always visit the hospital together, Is like James loves our baby morethan I do. We have shopped, shopped and shopped for our baby on board until we don't know what to buy anymore.
I will be delivering my baby in a month time, anytime this realisation hits me I suddenly feel terrified and scared but James will caress me and tell me soothing romantic words which eases me a little.
I hate to say this part but my tommy is too big, its huge omi'god. It looks like I'm carrying a baby twin, I sometime feels embarrased when James stares at me, he sometimes even teases me and call me pot bellied which I really don't like, I miss my old figure, the slim me. I've tried so hard to stop myself from eating alot but I can't even if I wanna I can't stop myself from eating alot, food is bae now! James has warned me several times not to, he is afraid I might not be able to deliver my baby myself, 'cause people say eating alot makes baby grow bigger and hard to deliver.
James has told me times without number that I easily get mad now, just a little thing will make me get furious and mad and angry. I didn't believe him and asked Fiona and Ryan instead, unfortunately they told me thesame thing too. Well, maybe its the baby that is making easily get furious.
James and I are sleeping so peacefully as always, legs interwined and arms crossed when I woke up. I couldn't sleep 'cause I'm craving for chicken like I ate two chickens yestarday but I still want some more now.
I glance at the wall clock and see its 12:30 midnight, just as I tried to move out of the bed to grab a chicken I remembered that I've eaten it all yestarday, the chicken James bought me to last for the weekend. Oh god no I can't wake him up now. I avert my gaze back to James, he is sleeping stressfully, exhaustedly and tiredly. He sure must sleep like this because we stayed awake yestarday, I made him massage my back even after knowing that he was stressed out of work.
“James baby” I mouthed to him and he didn't respond. “Sweetheart you need to get up, now!” I screamed in his ears.
“Arghhh!!” He groaned “baby mamah but we just fell asleep now and theres no work tomorrow can't we sleep?” James state in a hoarse sleepy voice eyes closed.
“Actually you're not getting up for work, its saturday remember?” I replied in my sweet voice gently rubbing his bare back as he ways sleeps shirtless.
“Then why don't we sleep honey?” He asked vaguely. “Where are you?” he touched beside him searching for me and I moved backward.
Oh no! I'm really craving for a chicken now I have to stop pitying James and tell him since he is the one who got me pregnant right? Then we have to share the burden together.
“James baby I'm hungry.” I mouthed in his ears. He kept quiet and continued sleeping pretending not to hear what I said, “baby didn't you heard what I said?”
“Uhmmmm” he groaned.
“well I'm hungry, I'm starving get me something to eat.”
James suddenly shook into a sitting position, his eyes all sleepy as he tries to keep them awake. He yawned as if though wants to take me inside him before saying “what did you say?”
“I said I'm starving.” I repeated myself.
“What! but Cherrie you just ate food a while ago, I mean alot of food before we slept and now you're hungry?”
“Yes I am baby” I furrowed my eyebrows and pouted my lips stubbornly at him.
“You eat alot you know” he informs stretching his arms.
“Well not me your baby does.” I protest stubbornly at him again.
“Okay my sexy mamah what do you want to eat so I can prepare it for you and go back to sleep.”
“Just a chicken, thats all.”
“Consider it done baby machine, I'll be right back.” I watch him leave the room he should see for himself I wouldn't wanna tell him I've eaten all the two chickens he bought yestarday to last the weekend. The door opened pulling me out of my rational thinking.
James walked over and sat beside me, he seem so serious. “Baby belly where went the chicken I bought you earlier yestarday? I checked both the fridges and I can't find it where did you store it instead?”
“Ermm... Ermm.” I scratched the side of my neck not knowing what to say, I know James will freak out when he come to know I've eaten both the chickens.
“Well? Where did you keep it baby mamah? I'm sleepy.”
Without saying a word I pointed out at my big tommy frowning acutely.
“Whats there in your tommy mamah? Are you having a baby kick? Can I feel it too?”
“No thats not what I meant, I mean the chicken is here” I pointed at my pot bellied again.
James eyes widened “what!?” He exclaimed “you mean the chicken?”
I nodded solemnly pouting acutely.
“But I bought two of it, don't tell me you've finished one already, well I think I have to be buying 3-4 to last you the weekend now. So where's the other one? Tell me where it is so we can go back to sleep.”
I held his hands in mine “James baby, actually I ate both the two ealier yestarday. I was feeling so hungry that-”
James cut me off. “That you get to finish two huge chickens!?” He exclaimed in a shoking manner eyes widened. “Seriously Izzy?” He still couldn't believe it.
“Sweetie I'm not the one doing it, its the baby, it just keeps on eating and never stopping. I either didn't want to finish the whole two chickens in a day.” I tried explaining even though doing so is pointless.
He ran his hand through his messed up hair I can see how he wants to spit at me but just holding it in within him. “Then what do you want me to do now baby mamah? Its not as if I'm a chicken that you can eat.”
“But darling baby I'm craving for a chicken now. My baby... I mean our baby is. We want chicken sweetie.” I frowned acutely
“Baby belly I really don't know what you want me to do for you two now. You two ate all the chicken in a day, a day Izzy” he said spitefully emphasizing each and every word.
“But we are craving” I faked a shriek.
“Okay, lets do it this way. How about I cook you two spaghetti or fry some sausages and first thing in the morning I'll buy you lots and lots of chicken okay sexy mamah?” he tries sounding sweetly.
“Well thats not okay sweetie, I don't want spaghetti amd sausages anymore.”
“Then what of macroni or some noodules.”
“No we don't want that, we are fade up with it, we are craving for chicken.” I cried out symbolically.
“Huh! Izzy I'll make sure you won't be getting pregnant again till in the next 10years or even more.” He muttered under his breath not knowing I've heard him. “I've heard that you know, my baby and I will just go back to sleep.” I said sounding disappointed and laid back on our bed.
“Sweetie but you said you are hungry.”
“Yes I am, since you are not getting me what I want I berra sleep.” I said sounding rude and disappointed.
It took him quite a while before he placed his palm on my arm. “Okay baby mamah I'm sorry, don't be mad. There is a 24/7 chicken chop not far from here I'll go and buy it for you and our baby now.”
I quickly changed into a sitting position, “really baby?” He gave me a nod, I really can't tell how happy I felt when James said he'll buy the chicken for me. My face lit up and I hugged him and showered kisses all over his face.
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Chill bro this is how pregnant women are, appreciate your papa. Lol
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