9 months after prom. It seems like only yesterday when my back stabbing girlfriend tricked me into going to prom as her, and she as me. Which later ended up with me getting pregnant by her.
In the months since prom, I've had appointments after appointments, a great relationship with my, now boyfriend, along with the perks and downers of pregnancy. I've thrown up with morning sickness, I can't drink, my back is killing me, my breasts hurt, my ankles are swollen, and I just lost my mucus plug this morning at school. So I'm having a kid any hour now. i'm glad to have an offspring of my body, i just never wanted to be the one giving birth to it.
I was doing home work after school today, when the baby kicked extremely hard. i stood up holding my gut where the baby kicked, for some reason i got a big hot flash and removed everything but my bra and camisole. i was about to sit down when another kick landed on my blatter. The kick was so strong, i ran/waddled, as fast as i could, to the bathroom before i could pee my pants again. I successfully peed on the toilet sitting down of course.
I could here Charles, enter the house and start looking for me, because after school i had asked him to come over, since i passed the you know what.
he knocked on the bathroom door; 'knock, knock' "Holly are you in there?"
"Yeah, i'll only be a minute."
i finished going to the bathroom, and walked out the bathroom door. i only made it another 2 steps when i felt something odd.
i felt a warm watery liquid run down my legs, "How could i have peed myself again, i just went pee!"
it was at that very moment i was hit with my first real contraction. I shouted, "Charles! take me to the Hospital! MY WATER BROKE!"
Charles came down the hall, to see me holding my belly in pain with soaked jeans. He took me to the hospital where i had a rather fast delivery. ony 2 hours after my water broke, I gave birth to my baby girl. The moment I held her in my arms I knew I was happy to have give birth to this girl.
Charles and I were so happy. Our parents were so happy to be the youngest grandparents in history. lol not really.
It was a week later when Charles swapped our bodies back. and I was another year, that I was pregnant again, after our honeymoon.