“Mommy.” Someone squealed causing me to shoot out of bed and nearly trip on my mates whom where still sleeping beside me.
“Baby.” I said stumbling into his room. My legs hurt so much as the barley worked.
“Spider mommy.” Patric claimed. I sighed as I yawned forcing paper to my hands for him. He did his business before handing me the paper. I sent it back to where ever I took it from. A roar was heard from down stairs causing someone to squeal with laughter. Patric grabbed my hand and pulled me down. I knew he cared less about the noise and it was to have breakfast.
“Don’t laugh Beatrice it’s not funny.” Scott said shaking his paper.
“But it is love you jumped at a dead spider.” She called. We entered the room to have the children run over and hug me.
“Easy on my tummy.” I told them b
