A week later, Thursday, November 26, 2048
Bayley's P.O.V.
I'm finally 30 weeks pregnant. Holy crap. Ten more weeks until Rawlings arrives. I'm seven months pregnant. This pregnancy seems to be going by so fast. It feels like just yesterday that I found out I was pregnant. Today is Thanksgiving. I'm so excited for the food and pie. Oh, the pie. I can't wait.
I got up that morning, I saw Taylor asleep in bed next to me. I smiled at him as I sat up in bed. As I sat up, I felt a hand on my back.
"Are you okay, baby?"
"Yeah, I am." I said, smiling at him. "I'm just going to get ready for the day."
Taylor smiled at me. "Do you want me to help you get into the tub?"
I nodded my head. "Yeah, you can help me. I'll need it after all I'm 30 weeks pregnant now."
Taylor smiled. "I'm happy to help you, baby." He got up from my bed.
We headed into my bathroom and he helped me undress and I turned on the water. Soon we were both naked, we got into the shower together and we had one pleasurable shower. A hot, steamy shower.
After our shower, I changed into a tan sweater, black tights, white high socks and black boots. I blowdryed my hair and curled my hair. I began doing my makeup, and by the time I'm finished, it was now 12:00PM.
My mom knocked on my bedroom door and Taylor opened the door after he put his shirt on.
"You two ready?" She asked.
"Almost." Taylor says, buttoning his dress shirt.
My mom smiled. "Alright. When you are ready, I'll need some help finishing cooking."
Taylor nodded his head. "Okay, Ava. I'll be happy to help."
Ava smiled. "Thank you so much. Your family will be here soon. Your mom wants to help me, but I told her that I can do it."
I looked at my mother after I was finished doing my makeup. "If Ayliana wants to help, Mom, you should let her."
Mom sighed. "Well, she might be gushing over you."
I put my boots on and looked at her. "No, Grandma and Gram do that already, Mama. All I'll want to do after we all eat is sleep. Trust me."
Mom laughs softly. "I remember those days. These next few weeks all you'll want to do is eat, sleep and take baths."
I groaned under my breath. Great. That's great. Can I be in labor already? Oh crap, no, I'm not ready for that. Never mind. "I'll be downstairs." I say, walking out of my room and downstairs and I'm met by my sister, Brooke sitting on the couch with Brittaniah in her lap.
"Good morning, sis." She says, smiling at me.
"Good morning, Brooke." I smile back at her. "Are you looking forward to all of the food? I know I am."
Brooke laughs as she nods her head. "Most def, especially the pie and ice cream Dad is getting now."
My eyes light up in mention of pie. "Oh my goodness. If he's getting pumpkin pie I'll go nuts. I've been craving that for months!"
Brooke nods her head. "He told me he is getting pumpkin, apple, chocolate cream and ice cream. Grandpa is making coconut pie and the turkey, of course."
I nod my head as I sit down next to her. "Do you want me to watch Britt so you can get ready yourself?"
Brooke nods her head. "Yes, thank you, sis." She hands me our youngest sister. "No problem." I tell her.
Brooke heads up to her room to her room to get ready herself. Brooke is turning fourteen in about a month, I do wish my dad luck because she could be dating at some point.
As I was watching Brittaniah, Taylor walked downstairs and into the kitchen with my mom behind him. She begun giving him inductions on what she wants him to do. I continue keeping Brittaniah company until I get up and put her in her swing for a nap.
I walk into the kitchen, but before I can say anything the doorbell rings, I walk over to the door and open the door to see Ayliana, Rich, and Tori standing in front of me. I smile at them and let them inside. Tori is using her crutches.
"Hi!" She smiles at me. She has a huge attachment to me since I know the struggle she deals with everyday. She has Cerebral Palsy as well, but we both have two different outcomes. I can walk with no assistance and while Tori needs crutches and a wheelchair. She is very smart for her age. She's only ten, but she has been through a lot in that short time. She and Taylor are very close even with the age gap of seven years.
"Hey Tor." I smile back at her. I look at Ayliana who hugs me. "You look so beautiful, honey."
I pull away and smile brightly. "Thank you. Do you guys want a drink?" I ask as we walk into the kitchen.
My mom sees Rich and Ayliana standing behind me. "Hi, Alyliana. Hi, Rich. You guys are here early."
Ayliana smiled at her. "I know, I'm sorry. I figured you'd need help, but I see my son is helping already."
Taylor smiles at his mother. "I try, Mom." He says, hugging her and then his father. "Where's Tori?"
Tori walked into the kitchen. "I'm right here." She chuckles.
Taylor smiled. "Everyone should be here soon."
Ayliana nods, as she walks over to my mom and begins helping her with the pumpkin cornbread, potatoes, gravy and green beans and squash, which I wanted. Oh, how I want it now.
"Squash?" Rich asks me. "Craving, huh?"
I nodded as I blush. "Yeah. It's bad." I laugh slightly.
Taylor walked over to me and wrapped his arm around my waist. "Come on. You should be sitting down..."
I groan, looking at him. "I'm fine, Taylor. I-" I was cut off by my mother and Ayliana giving me a look, along with my fiance. "You are sitting down, young lady." My mother says.
"But, I'm fine!" I moan loudly in annoyance.
Mom glares at me. "I don't care, Bayley Ava. I'm your mother. You're ten weeks away from your due date. You could give birth even earlier. Now, go lay down."
I groan, sighing, and I look at Taylor, who nods his head. "Baby, you need to lay down and relax. We don't know when you'll be giving birth and you deserve your relaxation now..."
I knew he was right. It was true. I am technically due in ten weeks, but my doctor will decide on what's best for me and Rawlings. I'm overwhelmed with the fact I'll be a mother in a few short weeks, possibly.
"Fine, I'll lay down." I lean up and kissed my fiancee before I headed back into the living room and sat down on the couch, putting my feet up. Taylor helped me put put up my feet on the pillow. My ankles were swollen. I took a deep breath. "Ugh! I hate when my feet swell up..."
"Let me help with that." He says, standing up and heading into the kitchen again, grabbing a ice pack from the freezer.
"Everything okay?" My mom asks Taylor.
"Yeah, Bayley's feet and ankles are swollen..." He says as he wraps up the ice packet with a paper towel.
Ayliana smiled. "She's so lucky to have you, son."
Taylor smiled at her. "Thank you, Mama." He kisses her cheek before heading out back to me and placed the ice on my feet.
"Thank you, baby." I gave a small smile at him. "I'm so lucky to have you as my baby's daddy."
Taylor placed his hand on her belly and rubbed her belly. "I'm going to miss your belly." He leaned down and kissed my belly.
I blushed, smiling widely at him, and placed my hands on top of his. "Awww, me too. Me too..."
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One hour later, it was now 1:00PM, my dad arrived home with the desserts around 12:30, and family is starting to arrive around 12:45PM. My parents siblings, their husbands and wives, my aunt and uncle, their children, my cousins and my mom's parents and my dad's parents. It was a full house with all of us.
My dad's mom, Cara hugged me, kissing my cheek. "How are you feeling, sweetheart?"
I smiled softly. "Exhausted. My whole body feels like it's being ripped apart..."
Carey, my great grandmother chuckled. "Be grateful you're not having twins, honey..."
I shrugged my shoulders. "I agree you're right, Nonie..." I call my grandfather's mother Nonie, because I have my dad's parents who I call Pop and Nana.
My mom placed the food on the island and we began getting our places filled with food. Taylor got mine for me since he insisted he'd do that for me. I saw him filling my plate. I love that man. I'm so lucky. I'm so blessed to have him forever as my husband in a year. After we had eaten an early dinner, we had dessert. I was so excited about this. I've been waiting for this moment for months.
I took a big bite of my piece of pumpkin pie. "Yum! Oh, my God. So good..." She moaned in enjoyment.
Taylor smiled at me. "I knew you'd love it. That's why I gave you once of each..."
I turned to him, smiling brightly. "Thank you for doing that, babe."
Taylor kissed my forehead and got himself dessert as well. I continued to eat when the baby kicked. I chuckled as I rubbed my belly.
Taylor sat down next to me again. "Everything okay, baby?"
I nodded my head. "Yeah. The baby just kicked."
He smiled at me. "Really?"
I nodded my head again. "Yeah, she apparently loves pie..."
He chuckles, laying a hand on my belly and rubbed my belly with his thumb. "I think so."
Rawlings kicked his hand, Taylor smiled. "She's a daddy's girl."
I smiled. "Of course she is, babe. That's your opinion. While, I think she'll be a mama's girl..."
He chuckled and hums. "Well, we'll see about that soon to be wife."
I winked at him. "You're on soon to be husband."
Later that afternoon after I was overwhelmed with lots of family members wants to touch my belly. After 20 minutes, I really needed to go to the bathroom.
"Guys, as much as I'd love to sit here and have you all touch my belly, but I need to really go to the bathroom."
All of the women in my family groan, I laugh. "Sorry guys. I need to go to the bathroom."
Cara nodded her head. "That's fine, honey. Go ahead."
I smiled as I headed to the bathroom and then walked into the kitchen. "Hey Mom."
Mom smiled at me as she looked up from the dishwasher. "Hey sweetie. How are you doing? Are you good, honey?"
I nodded my head. "I'm good, Mama. Thank you for everything you did today."
Mom kept smiling. "You're welcome. There's leftovers for you in the fridge. I told everyone they couldn't take anything home."
I smiled brightly. "Thank you, Momma. I would want that anyways. I'm pregnant."
Mom smiled, nodding her head, chuckling softly and turned on the dishwasher. "Oh, I know, baby." She turned to face me again. "Is Taylor spending the night again?"
I paused to think. "Um...I don't know, actually. I'll ask him when his parents leave."
Mom laughs. "Honey, they already know you two..."
I groan, rubbing my hand down my face in embarrassment. "Mom..."
Mom smiled. "Bayley...You don't need to be embarrassed. It's no big deal..."
I sighed. "I know, Mom, you're right. I shouldn't be...Thank you, Momma."
Later that night, around eight o-clock, I was eating some more dessert at the dining room table when Taylor walked inside the house with my milkshake. "I'm back, babe."
"With my milkshake?" I ask, taking a bite of my pie.
He nodded his head, smiling as he handed my milkshake to me. "One large chocolate milkshake for the girl I love."
I smiled as I took the milkshake from him and took a sip. "Oh, thank you so much. I was craving this so much."
He sat down next to me as he place my feet on his lap as he began massaging my feet. "Oh, I needed this. Thank you, baby." I said, closing my eyes as I lay on the pillow, and I moaned slightly.
Taylor smiled at me. "Feels good, baby girl?"
I nodded my head. "Uh huh. So good, baby. Thank you so much, babe." I take another sip of my milkshake.
He smiled back at me. "You're welcome, baby."
I continued to drink my milkshake and I yawned after I finally finished it. "I guess I'm tired now. Are you staying the night?"
Taylor nodded his head. "Yes, I am, if you want me to."
I smiled and nodded my head. "Of course, baby." I put my feet on the ground and slowly stood up. "I have to go the bathroom again..." I sighed deeply as I walked into the bathroom.
A few minutes later, I headed over to Taylor who walked upstairs with me to my room. We changed into our pajamas and got into bed with each other and Taylor pulled me close to him. I tried to get comfortable. Taylor saw my uncomfortableness.
"Are you okay, baby?"
I sigh, turning to face him and groan when I began getting back pain. "My back hurts..."
He layed on his side and placed his arm on the bed. "Do you want a back rub, baby girl?"
I nodded my head. "Yes, please."
Taylor chuckles as he began rubbing my back. I moaned in agreement as he continued to rub my back. "That feels so good."
Thirty minutes later, I finally got comfortable in bed with Taylor's arms around me. I yawned as I closed my eyes. "I love you." I whisper.
Taylor smiled as he yawned too. "I love you too, baby girl."
Soon afterwards, we both fell asleep in each other's arms. Of course it took me a while to finally asleep though. Who knows, I'm pregnant. Thirty weeks pregnant.
To be continued...
