Esme
As soon as I woke up, I knew it was going to be a bad day. I detangled myself from Jackson’s arms and tried to pull myself up from the bed. As I sat up, I realised how much my back was still hurting despite the night’s rest. If you could call it that. It was nearly impossible to get comfortable anymore. I ended up using Jackson as a pregnancy pillow pretty much every night. My back wasn’t the only problem. As I tried to stand, pain shot down my legs and forced me back onto the bed. The weight of the baby suddenly seemed so much more than it had the day before. Like he or she was crushing my pelvis.
I took a deep breath and limped to the bathroom. I could have woken Jackson, but for one, he was barely sleeping because I was barely sleeping and, secondly; I refused to get to the poin
