Rose
"What the f**k?!" I punch the wall beside me.
Christine laughs.
"It's not funny. I'm about to lose my mind." I glare at her.
"I've been pregnant before Rose, as much as you love your bundle of joy, the ninth month feels a bit dragged. Come sit down." She smiles softly, gesturing to the leather seat to her right.
My huge baby bump tries to work against me as I make my way to my dining table. It's so much work.
"I feel so useless. I can't help out at all. I'm always either mad at something or really forgiving. I love my baby boy but damn, he kicks the f**k outta me all the time now." I sit back on the chair and look towards her.
"You love it, don't you?"
"It's really cute. He'll be strong. But still..." I sigh.
"You're going to be a great mother, the baby is due any day now so
