Well thirteen weeks have past and I've never felt any better. Today was a day off since the store closes on Sunday. I decided to wear my favorite green shirt and a pair of jeans, which suddenly felt a bit tight.

I walked into the kitchen where Austin and the kids were.

"Morning," I said.

"Mom, are you serious?" asked Leighton.

"What?"

"Nothing. There's some new neighbors across the street. Can we go say hi?"

"Sure."

We walked across the street where a very tall man was unloading boxes from a white Tahoe.

"Hello," I said aloud. "You must be our new neighbor."

"Oh, hi," he said. "Eddie Shaeffer."

"Austin," said my husband. "This is my wife, Ally."

"And this is Jase, Krishna, Leighton, and another one on the way." I said.

Two indentical boys came out along with a woman who was stunningly attractive.

"These are my sons, Jacob and Joe, and my wife, Sarah."

"Hi, nice to meet you," said Sarah. "Also, we have another one on the way too."

As Sarah smiled, Austin and Jase's eyes dilated once they stared at Sarah. They are such pigs. Sarah was not that attractive. She was wearing a dress that showed her cleavage. So disgusting and she's a mom.

"Hi," I breathed. "Wow, you are very pretty."

"Oh, thank you. I get that a lot. I like your shirt. It's so adorable."

"You guys wanna come in and have a beer?" asked Eddie

"Sure," said Austin.

We walked into their beautiful house of which made me feel jealous since we live in a cracker box.

"So, Ally, how pregnant are you," asked Sarah.

"I'm…pretty pregnant." I got confused by the question.

"No, Ally." Sarah chuckled. "I meant how many weeks are you."

"Oh, I'm thirteen weeks."

"I'm fifteen weeks."

My eyes dilated. "Wow. It doesn't even look like you're pregnant."

"I know. I've been wondering when I'm going to show. The doctor says that since I'm six foot, that tall women don't show much."

At least Eddie and Austin got along. They shared their love for beer and the band KISS.

Right when we got home, Jase told Austin, "Dad, Sarah is kinda hot even though she's a mom. She could the Neighborhood Hot Mom."

Excuse me! Neighborhood Hot Mom? Well I will admit that Sarah is taller than me…thinner than me…and makes me feel like a toothless hillbilly. Maybe I need to step up my game in order to keep my Hot Mom title.

I found my button-up zebra shirt that tightened belly a bit, my tight jeans, and high heels. I walked into the living room where Austin and the kids were.

"Ally?" said Austin. "What are you doing?"

"What?"

"I mean what the hell are you wearing."

"Clothes. Austin, calm down. Girls, come on. I'm gonna take y'all shopping."

At the mall, I bought the girls some clothes while I bought food. Now we were at the food court. I was a eating burger and drinking my extra-large Dr. Pepper.

"Mom, are you sure you should be eating that much?" asked Krishna.

"Why? I'm pregnant. I have to eat this much."

"Mom, are you afraid that you might be…showing?" asked Leighton.

"Leighton, you shouldn't have done that," murmured Krishna.

"Showing? I am not showing."

"Yes, you are." Leighton blurted out. "Mother, you are wearing an inappropriate shirt for a pregnant woman. Your stomach is already sticking out. It's embarrassing."

"Excuse me! How dare you? I haven't put on that much weight. Why, I gained just a few pounds."

I finally finished my burger. POP! My shirt popped open. I let out a shot scream and covered myself with my purse.

"What is happening?" I demanded.

"Your stomach couldn't take it anymore," explained Leighton.

Rip! There went my pants.

"Oh, god." I said.

"Don't worry, Momma. I got your butt." said Krishna. She ran behind me and covered my ripped pants.

"What do we do?" I shrieked.

"There's a mommy store over there." Krishna pointed out.

"Ugh!" I whined. "Fine. I will buy mom clothes."

And so we went shopping at the pregnancy store. At first, I didn't want I wear those ugly mom clothes. Now they are really not that bad. Actually, I felt gorgeous in them. Thy were beautiful dresses, stretchy jeans, and long shirts.

Once we got home, I was in a red dress that made me feel good. I showed Austin who was in the kitchen.

"How does Momma Ally look?" I asked him.

"Holy shit," said Austin. "Damn, honey. You look good!"

"I know I do."

Behind me were Krishna and Leighton carrying the bags of my new mom clothes. Although I bought more than I needed.

"Whoa," said Austin. "What's all that?"

"My new wardrobe." I explained. "Since my clothes ripped earlier…and I realized of how slutty and old I felt."

"Aww, baby. You're not old."

"I'm thirty-seven."

"Well let's say you're sixteen."

"Oh, yay."

"Yeah, you're always my sexy sixteen year-old."

"Don't ever say that."

"I won't. By the way, Trish called me."

"What did she say?"

"She wants to come over and bring someone."

"Oh, okay. That's fine."

The doorbell rang. I opened the door. Trish stood there with an unfamiliar girl next to her. The girl was a Hispanic teenager. Very thin and lanky with hazel eyes and wavey brown hair.

"Trish?" I asked.

"Maya, this is my best friend, Ally," she introduced us. "Ally, this is Maya…my daughter."