K I R A
I woke up to my baby kicking up a storm in my belly, right under my pelvic. It's quite ironic how the baby sleeps at daytime, then at night when I'm supposed to be asleep, she's awake and wants to play.
My little she devil is going to get it once she is born.
"Stop. Stop."
I put my hands on my stomach, and started rubbing it, hoping the baby would stop.
She kicked again, and this time, I felt like I was being kicked by a pro.
"You little brat. I swear, I'm going to lock you up in a cage and never let you out once you're born." I said with a groan, sitting up on the bed. I checked the clock and it was still 12 in the midnight. Christian was sleeping soundly next to me, I couldn't even be angry that he was having a good night's rest and the baby was giving me hell. He already h
