YOUR POV

I wake up since I couldn’t sleep knowing Mark was outside, minutes later his mom walked in the room she spend all that time with me telling me things about her pregnancy with Mark. I feel kind of sad for her, since she had to raise Mark in bad conditions for her, but she gave everything she could to Mark.

“Here’s the food!” Mark enters the room and pouts his lips

“Mom! Why are you here?!” he said while whining and I find it kind of cute and interesting

“I’m here to bond with my daughter and my grandson” she said and tried to touch my tummy but a hand stops her

“No, no, NO. You can’t touch her tummy, I’m the only one who can feel my daughter okay?”

“I already told you, I feel the baby is a boy and all grandma’s feelings are true so it’s a baby boy”

“Okay whatever mom, but don’t touch her”

“Why? I want to play with the baby”

“You can’t mom, it’s mine”

“Who? The baby or your wife?”

“Both!”

I was getting a headache with all their talk and also I was hungry

“hmmm guys? I…”the both turn to me

“Do you feel sick? Are you feeling dizzy?” his mom asked me

“I’m hungry”

“Oh, let’s eat” she started to open the bags with my food and Mark was sulking in a corner I hear him mumbling

“I wanted to eat with her alone, and my mom took my place” I chuckled at what he said and he keep sulking.

Later that afternoon omma went out with her friends to boast about my pregnancy, also she told me she had some errands to finish in the company so she will not be coming home for a week. And to that, Mark was really happy

I wanted to take a bath but I couldn’t do it since Mark insist on taking it with me

“I don’t want to shower with you” I said to him for the third time, well… it’s not that I didn’t in fact I was craving to be in his arms, but I didn’t want to be so… easy on him

“But babe, you need me, what if you fell down, think in our baby” with that I get convinced

“Okay, but you will enter only, you will not bath with me and less watch me bath”

“Why?!!” he whined again for the million time this day

“Because I don’t want you to see me” in fact it was true, I have scratches on my body because of the accident. I don’t want him to see me like this.

“it’s because of this?” he approached me and touch my arm, I was already in a towel with only my undergarments inside, I see what he was touching and was a big purple mark in my arm.

“I’m sorry…” I could feel his sincerity and sadness

“it’s not that…” I wanted to comfort him even if it was true

“What is it then?”

“I… I have gained weight” it was true, even if I haven’t t