A few days later, Monday, March 8, 2049
Bayley's P.O.V.
After everything that happened at the doctor's office when I went for my appointment, I've been staying inside just taking care of Rawlings. I can't go anywhere without anyone giving me a look of; 'Is that girl disabled and is that her daughter or sister'? I can't stand people who don't understand me. I try my best to educate everyone I meet, but sometimes it just stresses me the fuck out, and I decided to stop doing it. If they have a problem, I don't care. Well, until someone tries to take me to court and take my baby from me then I'll be raising all hell about it.
I just need a few hours to myself, so I talked my mom into getting Brayden to stay home with me so I could just try to relax - whatever that means given I have a seven week old baby. I also had to talk Brayden into staying home, which wasn't too hard actually. He has been wanting to help me out with Rawlings ever since she has been home. Mom wouldn't allow it. Brayden had classes he couldn't miss, so for him, this moment is very important for him.
It was right after my other siblings left for school, mom and dad were at work, and Brittaniah was at daycare when Brayden and I were finally home alone together. I think this will show Brayden how hard this is for me. He is 15 years old now. He and I are a year and three months apart. I just turned 17. He'll be 16 in a few months.
I don't want my brother to be a teen dad. I really don't. It's hard as fuck for me, I don't want my siblings to be teen parents. I hope today gives Brayden a little bit of learning about how hard it is to be a teen parent.
This morning I was eating some breakfast after putting Rawlings to sleep again before I hear footsteps coming downstairs.
It was Brayden. He smiles at me when he sees me. "Hey. Good morning."
"Hey. Rawlings is asleep. I'll let you care for her unless she needs to eat. She's still being breastfed. I do plan storing my breast milk when I go back to school next week."
"Are you ready to go back?" Brayden asks as he got some cereal. I shake my head.
e"Hell no. I'm not ready." I say, picking up my plate and putting it in the sink.
"I'm sure you'll be okay, sis." He smiles at me as he starts eating his breakfast. "How is she during the day? I need to be know she's hungry or tired."
He nods. "Good to know. Thanks sis."
I nod. "You're welcome."
The day goes by fast, and before I know it, Mom and Dad walk into the house from work. The day went well for Brayden, I guess Rawlings loves her uncle.
"Hey mom. Hi dad." I say, with Rawlings in my arms.
"How did the day go with Brayden?" Mom asks.
I laugh. "Rawlings wasn't too bad, I cant relate. She's sometimes cranky with me. At least he knows he doesn't want a baby at a young age."
Mom sighs out of relief. "Oh thank goddess." She turns to Brayden. "How did you think you did today?"
He shrugged his shoulders. "All I know is that I'm not having a baby any time soon."
Dad chuckles. "Good, I don't think I'd want to have a baby as a teen. Just being here with my niece, I wanted to pull my own hair out."
I laugh. "Told you. It's not easy as you think."
"Yeah. I think I learned a lot today." Brayden laughs.
Good, baby brother. Good.
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Today is a short chapter. Sorry about that. Happy fourth of July weekend everyone! Happy birthday America! 🇱🇷
I don't know when my next update will be for this story.
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