Chapter 8.

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I spit what was left in my mouth into the toilet and flushed it. Who knew this could be so hard? I looked at my reflection in the mirror. Dark circles, red eyes, messy hair? "What's happening to me?" I wailed as I began to cry over my hideous reflection. This was the most unattractive I've ever been. Between not sleeping and my growing belly, I was hideous. I couldn't even wear most of my favorite clothes anymore, except a few loose fitting sun dresses. I no longer put effort into my hair and makeup because I was too tired. And the puking? Awful! It never ended.

Certain points like those made me wonder why I decided to keep it. It bothered me, but there was no way I would get rid of it now. Besides, as much as I hate to admit it, I sometimes liked having it here. At five months, I could feel it moving, its heart inside me. Sometimes, if I'm really upset, I talk to it. It makes me feel better, like I'm not alone. And I needed that right about now. I sniffled and wiped my face off.

I twisted the knobs on the tub, filling it up with warm water. I smiled as the sweet smelling liquid I dumped in turned into foamy bubbles. I quickly pulled my hair up and removed my dress before I sat down in the knee high water. It felt good to be surrounded by something, even if it wasn't a person. My hand ran up and down my submerged belly. It was quite round by now, and I would occasionally feel it kick in my belly throughout the day.

"Someone's tired tonight." I grinned down at my belly. I could feel the baby kick a little, but not as much as usual. I frowned and nestled down in the water. "What are you?" I asked it quietly. I didn't know whether it was a boy or girl. If I had to choose, I would have a girl. "Alexandria." I whispered softly to the baby inside me. I smiled. She would be beautiful, beautiful like her mother. I ran my hand over my stomach again as I felt it kick once more.

I felt my eyes well up in joy as she kicked me. "Alexandria." I whispered again, closing my eyes as I cried to myself. Once again, I was crying, but this time it was out of joy. Alexandria, my baby.

Short, but hopefully sweet.