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The next day, I woke up with Breanna tugging on my blankets. "Mommy..mommy.." she was saying.
I sat up, sleepily. "What's wrong honey?"
"I feel yucky!" she stated.
I picked her up and carried her down stairs. "What feels yucky?" I asked.
"Everything."
"Like what?"
"Like my throat, my tummy, and my foot," she pointed to each body part. "Well, not my foot.but my tummy and my throat hurt."
I called Caitlin, and asked her if I could take a sick day.
"Emma, I'm sorry. But we have the presentation on teen pregnancy, I need you." Caitlin said.
"My daughter's sick, Caitlin, what am I supposed to do?"
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Craig agreed to watch Breanna while I went to work. I rushed through the presentation, thinking of my little girl the whole time. I did an outstandingly good job, though. But I think anyone would if they had somewhere to be, or someone to get back to.
I picked Breanna up at six, like I said I would.
"Thank you so much, Craig," I said, putting an arm around Breanna's shoulder. "Caitlin wouldn't let me take the day off, which is understandable."
"I talked to Spike, she said that she wouldn't mind babysitting, so I can take you out on that dinner I need to make up for," he flashed me that irresistible smile, so I couldn't say no.
"Sounds like fun," I said.
"I'll pick you up at seven tomorrow night. Be ready, be beautiful.wait you already are," he said.
Awwwww, how cute! I thought to myself, "Why, thank you," I joked.
He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss goodnight, and I took Breanna home. I covered her up in a blanket and brought her the teddy bear that Craig had bought for her. I brought out a choice of movies.
"How about..Sleeping Beauty?" I asked.
"No, the evil witch scares me," she said simply.
"Snow White?" I offered.
"That one scares me too," she sighed.
"Okay, um.The Little Mermaid?"
"OOH OOH OHH, yeah yeah yeah, that one. I like that one," she said excitedly.
"Okay, me too," I put The Little Mermaid in the VCR and started it for her. Then I held her while we watched the movie.
"Do you know what my teddy bear's name is?" she asked.
"No, what is it?" I asked.
"It's...ummm.. his name is Mr. Cuddles," she said, nodding her head.
It was so adorable, I had to laugh. "Mr. Cuddles huh, that's a cute name."
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Breanna fell asleep halfway through the movie. I carried her upstairs slowly. I lay her down and watched her sleep. She was so precious, she was my world. I loved her with all of my heart. I don't know what I would ever do if something happened to her.
So, the next night Breanna was at Mom's house with Jack, and I was waiting nervously for Craig to come and pick me up.
I had tried on every combination of clothing in my closet at least twice. I settled on a skirt with a pair of high heels and a baby blue blouse. Then I settled on a pair of jeans and a tank top. I was about to change, when the doorbell rang.
Craig and I went to a really nice restaurant. The food was good, but the company was better.
"Craig, I have something to tell you," I started to say. But I couldn't, if he knew, he'd never trust me again.
"What is that?"
"I..uh, I'm having a really great time tonight," I said. I couldn't tell him my secret, he would be so hurt. But I love him, and he deserves to know.
"That's good," he said.
We continued to talk, and I began to feel guiltier than usual. I had to tell him soon, before the truth came out.
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The next day, I woke up with Breanna tugging on my blankets. "Mommy..mommy.." she was saying.
I sat up, sleepily. "What's wrong honey?"
"I feel yucky!" she stated.
I picked her up and carried her down stairs. "What feels yucky?" I asked.
"Everything."
"Like what?"
"Like my throat, my tummy, and my foot," she pointed to each body part. "Well, not my foot.but my tummy and my throat hurt."
I called Caitlin, and asked her if I could take a sick day.
"Emma, I'm sorry. But we have the presentation on teen pregnancy, I need you." Caitlin said.
"My daughter's sick, Caitlin, what am I supposed to do?"
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Craig agreed to watch Breanna while I went to work. I rushed through the presentation, thinking of my little girl the whole time. I did an outstandingly good job, though. But I think anyone would if they had somewhere to be, or someone to get back to.
I picked Breanna up at six, like I said I would.
"Thank you so much, Craig," I said, putting an arm around Breanna's shoulder. "Caitlin wouldn't let me take the day off, which is understandable."
"I talked to Spike, she said that she wouldn't mind babysitting, so I can take you out on that dinner I need to make up for," he flashed me that irresistible smile, so I couldn't say no.
"Sounds like fun," I said.
"I'll pick you up at seven tomorrow night. Be ready, be beautiful.wait you already are," he said.
Awwwww, how cute! I thought to myself, "Why, thank you," I joked.
He leaned in and gave me a quick kiss goodnight, and I took Breanna home. I covered her up in a blanket and brought her the teddy bear that Craig had bought for her. I brought out a choice of movies.
"How about..Sleeping Beauty?" I asked.
"No, the evil witch scares me," she said simply.
"Snow White?" I offered.
"That one scares me too," she sighed.
"Okay, um.The Little Mermaid?"
"OOH OOH OHH, yeah yeah yeah, that one. I like that one," she said excitedly.
"Okay, me too," I put The Little Mermaid in the VCR and started it for her. Then I held her while we watched the movie.
"Do you know what my teddy bear's name is?" she asked.
"No, what is it?" I asked.
"It's...ummm.. his name is Mr. Cuddles," she said, nodding her head.
It was so adorable, I had to laugh. "Mr. Cuddles huh, that's a cute name."
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Breanna fell asleep halfway through the movie. I carried her upstairs slowly. I lay her down and watched her sleep. She was so precious, she was my world. I loved her with all of my heart. I don't know what I would ever do if something happened to her.
So, the next night Breanna was at Mom's house with Jack, and I was waiting nervously for Craig to come and pick me up.
I had tried on every combination of clothing in my closet at least twice. I settled on a skirt with a pair of high heels and a baby blue blouse. Then I settled on a pair of jeans and a tank top. I was about to change, when the doorbell rang.
Craig and I went to a really nice restaurant. The food was good, but the company was better.
"Craig, I have something to tell you," I started to say. But I couldn't, if he knew, he'd never trust me again.
"What is that?"
"I..uh, I'm having a really great time tonight," I said. I couldn't tell him my secret, he would be so hurt. But I love him, and he deserves to know.
"That's good," he said.
We continued to talk, and I began to feel guiltier than usual. I had to tell him soon, before the truth came out.
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