At thirty-five weeks, it was safe to say that Chloe was ready to evict her son from her womb.
She waddled all over the place and constantly had to pee.
Braxton Hicks were also worse with this one.
And every morning, she would wake up and had to pee then she'd get a Braxton Hick contraction before the baby would start kicking and making Chloe nauseous. Aubrey would then have to go and help her get dressed and down the stairs.
"I'm sorry you have to deal with this." Chloe says sitting down.
"It's okay. I'm just curious as to why this pregnancy was physically harder for you." Aubrey sets Chloe's breakfast down.
"Well, the doctor said that he's one big baby and I'm pretty small, so that could attribute to it." Chloe chuckles as she sees the baby's foot poke out.
"Well, eat your breakfast, we gotta finish up the nursery." Aubrey said as the phone rang, "This is Aubrey Posen...what? Okay... where? Okay, we'll be there in a few minutes."
"What?" Chloe asked.
"The twins were found and are at Mercy General." Aubrey was shaking.
"WHAT!?!" Chloe exclaimed. "We gotta go." Aubrey says helping Chloe up and to the door.