this chapter takes place in the future. you'll find out how far later.

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One little noise. I wouldn't have heard it if it wasn't for the monitor, but I did. I set down my book, and went into Charity's room. She was in her crib, and had her face all scrunched up. It was turning red. I knew this face. I picked her up just as she started crying, and sure enough, she had pooped herself. I changed her diaper before rocking her in my arms. But, instead of going to my room to sleep, I sat down in the chair in the corner of the room, by the window. It wasn't like I could be doing anything better. I wasn't tired, and i could read my book later.

I looked down on my sleeping angel's face. I remember when she was so fragile I couldn't even hold her in my arms at first. She was born two months early, when I was just over six months pregnant. The doctors said it was because the condition I was in for the beginning. I was in bad condition after my attack. A couple broken bones, bruises, cuts, and a stab wound to the chest. I barely made it out. I had several stitches in my chest, and had lost so much blood that I had to have a blood transplant. I recovered though. But, the doters also had me on several medications that didn't help with the fact that I was pregnant.

I was shocked when I found out I was pregnant. It had never crossed my mind that I could be. I wasn't ready for a baby. I hadn't even been sure if I wanted a child. But it was too late. The thought of an abortion crossed my mind, but I quickly pushed it out of my mind. I could never do that. It wasn't the child's fault that what happened to me happened. So, I decided I would keep my child.

At six months pregnant, I went into labor. The day before I turned did all they could to keep me from giving birth, but it didn't work. Charity was born, and rushed off before I saw more than a glimpse of her. She was put in a special crib for premature born babies, and was hooked up to several machines. As soon as I was well enough, I saw her. I hated the sight of my daughter hooked up to all of those machines. They said I had to options: I could leave her hooked up to the machines, which would give her a better chance, or i could take her off all the machines, and let nature take it's course, and let her try life on her own. They said that either way she probably wouldn't make it.

I took her off the machines. She deserved to try life on her own. The doctors were shocked as she continued to live, and get better. After three weeks, we were finally able to bring her home.

My house was just barely finished. Charlie and Phil had been working on baby proofing it. Then, with the help of Renee, they painted it. I helped move stuff in, but never finished because i went into labor. while we were in the hospital, my house was finished.

It's a small house. One story, two bedrooms, a living room with kitchen attached, and a small bathroom. It was all I could really afford with Charlie's help. With what money I had left, the money from selling my old truck, and Renee and Phil's help, I got a car. It was used, but it was in shape, and child safe. It was a black Rio Cinco. After that, I had no money left. Angela and my family helped me get the rest of the stuff i needed. Now, I have a job at the day care, and can pay for it.

Charity was her own person. You wouldn't think she was mine unless you looked at her closely. She had black, wavy hair, and icy blue eyes. Her skin was pale, but she had a blush that was always on her face. Her nose was small, and button like, not a thing like mine. She almost never smiled, but when she fif it lit up her whole face. Charity was small for a three month old, but that is understandable seeing as she was prematurely born. She was about the size of a month old baby.

Charity has been home with me for two months. everything has gone well so far. The doctors want me to bring her in today for a check-up. Make sure everything is going well with her, and what not. I had to be there by nine thirty.

I moved in my chair to look out the window. The sun had already risen a little. I looked at the clock on the other side of the room. Seven o'clock. I figured I should probably start getting ready, and stood up.

I put Charity back in her crib before leaving the room. I grabbed her baby monitor from the living room, and what I needed from my room before I went into the bathroom to shower. After about ten minutes I got out.

I put on charcoal colored flair jeans, and a black tank. Then I pulled a white hoodie on over my head, and pulled all of my hair back into a ponytail. Clipping the baby monitor onto my waist, I left the room without even checking my reflection.

I poked my head into Charity's room. She was still sound asleep in her crib. I smiled before heading into my living room. I refilled my cup with the rest of the coffee I had made earlier that morning, then sat down on my sofa, putting my feet up on one end. I picked up The DaVinci Code, and began reading. I was almost down with the book. I was at the part when they find out who The Teacher is when I looked at the clock. Eight thirty-nine. I needed to start getting ready.

Iheaded into my room, and boot my black ugg's on. It was snowy, and icy outside, I didn't want to slip. When I went into Charity's room, she was just waking up.I picked her up out of her crib.

"Hey, sweetie."I said quietly to her. She blinked a couple times, and looked at me. I smiled.

I took Charity over to the changing table, and set her down. I walked over to the dresser, and opened it. I pulled out a cover-all onsie, her little jacket, and a hat. I changed her when I got back to the table, putting everything on but the jacket. I picked up her car seat from the corner, put her jacket, and a blanket in it, picked up Charity and left the room.

Once in the kitchenI made her a bottle. I knew she was hungry because she hadn't eaten since last night. Charity guzzled the bottle down in seven minutes. With Charity in my arms, I took the bottle into the kitchen, and put in the sink to be washed later. Then, I went back into my living room. I set Charity down on the couch, and slipped her jacket on. After i took the blanket out, I placed her in the carseat, put the blanket on her, and tucked it in around her so she wouldn't get could. I put my coat on, grabbed my wallet, keys, cellphone, and the car seat before leaving.

The car ride there didn't take too long. It was about a twenty-five minute drive. I lived by where they used to live. I parked in the parking lot, and went inside. A couple minutes after signing in, I was sent into the doctor's room.

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I know it isn't that long, but please just put up with me. I promise it will jump right into the action in a chapter or two.