"Babe, im really hungy! Stop clapping about the toilet by the way its dumb! Im gonna make salad! BABE? BABE?" Says Jake. Obviously im obbsessed with the toilet. WHO WOULDNT BE!? Its an oder free toilet :DD
"Sure make me some salad too! Then I need to talk to you for a little ok?" I tell Jake. "Ok baby."
"So I've been having back pains thats making me fart alot..." I tell Jake, not knowing what was coming. "Yeah what do I care. Your pregnant, not me." Says Jake. "Why are you acting like this? Since ive been 4 months pregnant youve been pissed at me! Why?" I ask. "Because your getting fat." I blush and I get really mad. "Its not my fault im pregnant ok? ITS NOT MY FAULT THE BABY IS GROWING!!!" "Damn it Lucia! It is too your fault! Im going somewhere else today." "Yes please, leave you asshole!"
"Im starting to really hate him! I kinda wanna break up with him!!" I cry to myself. I cry and cry until im tired of waiting and go to sleep.
In the morning he is still sleeping. "Lazy bum!" I mutter to myself. Im only not breaking up with him because I want our child to have both its mum and pa in its life, its hard only having 1 parent. I know.
"Babe. Im sorry I was mean to you. I was just having a bad day. Have fun at your ultra sound, I have a job interview today." "Okay. Bye."
As I walk into the hospital, I wonder :
Why didnt he wanna come to the ultra sound?
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