9 weeks later
*Dahlia*
“f**k…”. I mumble, getting up from the couch.
Bren lifts his head from the script he is reading. “What is it darling ?”
“Nothing, beside my body hurting and me being as big as a whale”. I pout. I know I am complaining, but my due date is getting near and I am starting to be a bit bothered by the weight.
“Why don't you relax baby, it’s the third time in an hour you are getting up”. He says softly.
I shake my head. “I need to pee”.
“Again ?” He puts down the script. “Are you sure this is normal ?”
“She is just pressing on my bladder”. I groan. “It’s not comfortable… but totally normal”.
He gives me a small smile. “Sorry she's being a little rascal… lets hope she comes out soon”.
“Oh that would be greatly appreciated”. I mumble, as I make my way to the bathroo
