I waddled over to the kitchen. I was having a real hard time reaching for the plate that was on the second shelf there in the kitchen. I glance over at the step stool that was across the room. I groan. I was getting lazier by the minute.
And this baby was going to be here so soon. I was so huge. I felt it to. I hated being alone in the daytime. When Mike was off work then I was happiest. I loved spending time with him. He made me feel safer with him around. What would I do if I went into labor alone here? It worried me the more I thought about it. I was not at all prepared for this.
I should be. I was going to be a mother after all. Every night since the one dream I dreamt the baby was a girl. I had a strong feeling Michael and I were going to have a little girl. But I could be surprise
