“You do know we have a lot to talk about right?"
"Like?" I ask uncertain.
"Your diet"
"What about it?" I ask curious.
"I'm going to get you a chef, you can't go around eating just anything. I am not ready to take that kind of risk"
"You are blowing things out of proportion. For Christ's sake I am only pregnant, I'm not dying"
"I know honey, I know, but we still have to talk about it" he insists.
"You are impossible"
"Doctor Kevin said your next check up will be on Wednesday. I will pick you up so we can go together"
"That won't be necessary"
"It will be, I am not going to miss out any moment of this pregnancy, so deal with it"
"Can I just go inside already? Please?"
"I am sorry for stressing you out" He says with a sweet smile as steps closer to me an
