I haven't told my parents yet.
I mean, I guess I should - pretty quickly too. Its starting to show.
See, the thing is, I'm pregnant. Again.
I'm only two months pregnant, but you can kind of tell.
Even Kia noticed. She was all, "Mommy, your tummy seems bigger."
Way to make me feel lovely.
I love her though. She is so adorable. I know our unborn child will be too. Kia would love to have a younger brother or sister and I just can't wait to have another child.
Rob and I got another dog. We still have Chigger and Mittens. Mittens is still a kitten, but she's gotten a lot bigger - she is still small, though. Chigger is just a grumpy old dog, but he loves to play with the new puppy - a beagle puppy, who we named Boots (Kia is obsessed with Dora the Explorer now and named her after the monkey).
Five years ago, no one would have ever thought I'd be an animal and kid lover. But I am. I think I've gotten more...girly over the years.
Rob and I went to Florida a few weeks ago to get my stuff. It wasn't much, so it didn't take long. We just sold the furniture to a used furniture store, which gave us some good money for the stuff. We kept one of the chairs because Rob said he liked it. Whatever.
So, we plan to go see my mother and father tomorrow to tell them the news. Telling my dad will be okay, but my mother might have a heart attack. She still doesn't approve of Rob, even if we do have another child together - a child whom she adores.
And God...that night...it was amazing. Especially since Rob and I hadn't done it in five years. It was way better than the first time, I'll tell you that much. For your sake, though, I won't go into detail. I think it'd spoil your innocent little minds.
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Oh, my god.
I think I'm gonna be sick. And its not just the morning sickness, either.
Erm, I think we could use some disinfectant in the bathroom now.
I just puked.
"Rob!" I called. He was in the other room trying to find me some medicine that would help. I hope he did find some. I could use it.
"Coming!" he yelled back. A second later, he appeared at the bathroom door.
I was slumped over the toilet. I think, sooner or later, I was going to pass out. I felt that horrible.
"Oh, baby..." I heard Rob whisper as he came to my side. He could tell I was going to hurl again, so he held my hair back for me.
"Thanks," I said, after I finished.
This is horrible...
"Here, baby, swallow these," he advised me. He handed me two tablets that came from some box. I wasn't really paying attention to what it was. He filled the cup and held it to my mouth. He put the tablets in there for me, and I swallowed.
I hope this goes away soon.
After I was sure I was going to be fine for the rest of the day, I washed my mouth out, brushed my teeth, and took a shower. Actually, um, Rob and I took a shower. Kia was still sleeping - thank god.
After we dressed, we woke Kia up, had her shower, and then she got dressed. Rob made some pancakes and french toast - ha, I pegged a man who can cook. It was really good, too. I think I would have appreciated it more, though, if I wasn't still feeling queasy.
God, my mom is going to kill me.
I'm pregnant. Again.
The first time, she didn't even know until five years later. I'm such a horrible daughter. I really am.
It was as I was pondering this that I tripped and almost fell flat on my face. Luckily, Rob had caught me at the last moment. Stupid stuffed animal.
Wait a second. I thought I packed all of Kia's old stuffed animals up? Okay, that is majorly weird—
"Careful, honey," Rob said to me and helped me sit in a chair.
I swatted his arms away. "Rob, I'm only two months pregnant. I don't look that big yet, do I?" I asked incredulously.
"No, honey, you look beautiful. As always," he said and kissed my forehead.
Pfft. Trying to suck up now, are we?
"Yeah, whatever," I replied.
Rob smirked and patted my head. I heard Kia giggle at that.
As Kia was watching TV, Rob steered me into our bedroom. He told Kia that "Mommy and Daddy had to talk for a few minutes". Heh, like that would be happening.
"Are you feeling any better?" he asked after he shut the door.
"Yeah, I guess," I replied.
"Jess, if you're not feeling well, we can always go tomorrow or next week," he reasoned.
"Really? How about next year?" I asked hopefully.
"I wish, honey, but your parents have the right to know."
I sighed. "Let's just go today, Rob."
He gave me a sympathetic look and then proceeded to tackle me to the bed. Okay, maybe not tackled, but he definitely didn't gently put me on the bed.
"Rob!" I exclaimed. I mean, I WAS carrying an unborn child in my stomach.
I guess Rob just realized what he did, because he was all, "Oh, um, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking."
"Its okay," I replied. "While she's watching TV, we can do whatever we want..." I said suggestively.
"Mmm," he mumbled. Then he crawled on top of me and began kissing me. We've been, er, doing this a lot, since the night that my second child was conceived.
I was really hormonal, so a mere kiss could send me over the edge.
I moaned into his mouth.
"Better hope she has that TV turned up pretty loudly," he said with a chuckle.
"Shut up and kiss me," I said.
He laughed and did as I said.
He stopped kissing my mouth and started kissing down my neck. That soon led to my collarbone and anything that my shirt didn't cover.
"Rob," I gasped.
I was way of the turned on, now.
He studied my face for a few seconds, then proceeded to take my shirt off. He took the rest of my clothes off and his. He knew we didn't have much time until Kia began wondering what was going on.
Heh, she caught us on one occasion, when we ended up, er, doing it in her bedroom. We didn't mean for that to happen, but, well, it did. We just told her we were wrestling. Then she was all, "Wrestling? Why were you wrestling naked?" Then I said that we got really hot and it was easier that way. Rob gave me that weird look and told her never to try it and that it was a grown up thing.
From then on, we were very cautious as to where to do our love making. Well, when Kia was around, I mean.
Rob leaned over me and started kissing every inch of my body.
Is it hot in here, or is just me?
Then I felt that hardness on my thigh. Hey, at least I know we don't have to resort to Viagra.
I could wait no longer. I was sick of foreplay, and I was pretty sure Kia might walk in any minute - even if I repeatedly told her to knock first. That part of me that he didn't have was beckoning the part of him that I didn't have, if you know what I mean.
So, when Rob was finished kissing every inch of me, I said, in a very husky voice, "Do me."
(A/N: Sorry, I kind of stole those two words from SWATW. Which is SUCH a great book, by the way.)
He proceeded to do so.
Needless to say, Spongebob or whatever program Kia was watching ended and she walked in the room. In the middle of our, er, adventures.
Rob quickly got, er, out of me and wrapped the sheets around us.
She looked at us weirdly. "Were you guys wrestling again?" she asked skeptically.
I looked at Rob and he looked at me. "Y-yeah, we were, honey. Just go back and watch SpongeBob."
"But SpongeBob is over, Mommy!" she whined.
"Go find another TV show or play with Chigger or something," I suggested.
"Fine," she said and stalked out of the room.
Rob looked at me with a laugh playing on his lips. "Well, THAT was certainly interesting."
"Hmm," I agreed. "Remind me to lock the door next time."
He laughed. "Will do, honey." Then he ginned mischievously and said, "Speaking of doing, there is something - someone, rather - that I need to finish doing."
And he did as he said, without us being interrupted.
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Rob and I quickly got dressed - and made ourselves presentable again - after our little quickie. It was awesome, by the way.
Not that you need to know about Lightning Girl's sexcapades, but whatever.
When we came out of the bedroom together, holding hands, Kia said, "After we go to Gramma's house, can I get a new video game?" Yeah, Kia's interested in video games now. But at least its not violent. At least, I don't think SpongeBob is violent.
"Sure, honey," I said. I mean, if it kept her busy while Rob and I were doing the dirty, then sure, why not.
"Thank you, Mommy!" she said. She ran over to me and gave me a hug. I hugged her back.
After she let go, Rob said, "Right. Are we ready to go then?"
I nodded and Kia said, "Yeah!"
Eh, at least someone was excited to see my mom.
We got to my parent's house within, like, ten minutes. Our house wasn't that far from it. Pity.
Oh, yeah. I forgot to mention that we bought a house. With my salary, we got a very nice house. And it had quite a few bedrooms, too.
See, I suggested moving away to Rob. But he said he didn't want to be too far away from his mom in case something ever happened. He also said that Kia wouldn't really like it either. That I had to agree with him on. His mom and Kia, I mean.
We got to my house.
My dad answered the door and told us to come in and everything. He asked how we were doing. You know, the usual routine.
When I asked if Mom was home, he said she was out shopping and that she'd be back shortly. Boy I hope so. Anticipation was deteriorating me. Ha, such big words.
My mom came in a little while later. When she saw us in the living room, she gasped and said, "Oh my! What a surprise! Just hold on a minute, I'll be down shortly." Then she padded her butt upstairs. And she came back down shortly, like she said.
She sat on the couch opposite us, with my dad. Kia slid off my lap and went over the my mom, screaming, "Gramma!" Mom laughed and held her close. I could tell she enjoyed having a grandchild. I felt like saying, then: There's another on the way for you to adore, Mom. But...I'm not so sure that would go down well that way. Well, it probably won't go down too well any way.
"So, Jessica, what brings you here today?" she asked, cocking her head to one side.
"Um, well," I said nervously, "I have some news, Mom."
She looked at me curiously and said skeptically, "What...kind of news?"
Should I give her subtle hints or just blurt it out?
"Jessica?" Mom asked impatiently.
I'll go for the latter.
"Mom," I said, "I'm pregnant. You're gonna have another grandchild."
She almost fainted, right there on the spot. Dad had to go and get her a glass of water. "Oh, my," she said, after she regained her composure. "That is...quite some news, Jessica."
"Yes, I know," I said. What else was there to say?
Then she saw the, er, importance of the information. "But, Jessica, you two aren't even married! And you're having your second child? That is atrocious, Jessica. I expected more responsibility from you." Then she looked at my dad and said, "See, Joe? I told you he was a bad influ—"
My dad cut her off with a stern, "That's enough, Toni. Don't you think you should go and put your new belongings away now?"
She huffed and stalked out of the room. I could hear the stairs creak as she walked up the stairs.
My dad looked at Rob and said, "I'm sorry, Rob. I don't know what's gotten into her." Then he laughed and said, "She nearly knocked Kia over when she got up."
"Its okay, Mr. Mastriani. I understand," Rob said politely.
"Please, call me, Joe, Rob," my dad said. He got up. "Would you guys like something to drink or eat?"
Rob nodded, saying, "Yes, sir, that would be great."
I went to help my dad in the kitchen, preparing food and drinks for us.
"You know," my dad said to me, as I was grabbing some soda from the fridge, "I suspected you were pregnant from the moment you walked through that door."
"What?" I gasped. "But...how?"
He laughed. "Well, your stomach seemed a little bigger since the last time I saw you, you seemed quite nervous, and you looked a little queasy."
"Well," I laughed, "aren't you ever so observant."
He laughed too. Then his face turned serious. "Jess, I'm really happy for you. You seem happier than you ever were. And as long as you're happy with how your life is going, I am. I can't say the same for your mother, though," he said. "I mean, she's happy for you, but she's not exactly happy with your choices."
"Again, aren't you ever so observant?"
He laughed again and said, "Just give her some time. All of her kids are grown up. One of which just returned not too long ago, after five years. She just has to adjust to the idea that you're grown up and can make your own choices now."
I smiled. "Fine, fine," I said. We walked back out with food and soda. I gave Kia some orange juice because I didn't want her drinking too much soda at a young age.
Rob and I left shortly after that, and thanking my dad and bunch of times.
Things could start to get better.