I kept my mouth mummed for a while. I inhaled and exhaled to calm my thoughts as we traveled to Philly. I shouldn’t stress myself. My babies would feel it. “It’s okay, El….” I murmured, caressing my bump. My babies weren’t moving. I bet they were asleep.
“Baby…”
“Yes…”
“Are you hungry?”
I shook my head. “No. Are you?”
“No, I’m fine. I thought babies were hungry,” Kyle replied, “How are you feeling now?” he asked.
“No, they’re okay….” I rubbed my tummy, “I’m fine. A bit sleepy,” I answered before cupping my mouth to yawn. “Do you have music here?”
“Oh, yes. You can connect my phone and use Spotify,” Kyle said as he gave me his phone. I took it and smiled. His phone’s lock screen was our babies’ sonogram image.
“It's cute,” I mumbled.
Kyle chuckled. “You should see the home
