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into full blown stalker mode.
“Well, mummy and son will just have to suck it up,” Natasha said as she let go of Rita’s hand and continued down the stairs on her own.
“This will not end well,” Rita said under her breath as they got to the bottom of the stairs.
“There is my beautiful granddaughter,” Estelle said excitedly as Natasha walked towards her.
“Hi Nan,” she said as Estelle kissed her cheek.
“Well, I’m sure you remember my friends Marci, Leanne, Moira and of course, Sherea,” Estelle said as Natasha shook their hands.
“Yes of course. Nice to see you all again,” Natasha said with a smile.
“You were always one of the good ones, Natasha, Leanne said as she gently tugged on Natasha’s hand, urging her to sit down. “Coming back home to visit. My Annette never even calls,” she added. The ladies laughed.
“I hope you are carrying a boy because they never forget where they came from,” Marci said with a smile. “But girls? After bringing home a quote unquote nice boy, you’ll be lucky to have them for Thanksgiving every leap year,” she added as Natasha joined them on the couch. “So how are you holding up?” Marci asked as Estelle set up some food on two plates for the girls.
“Good. At least the morning sickness is a bit more relaxed now,” Natasha said. Rita laughed.
“A whole lot,” Rita said matter of factly.
“You poor thing,” Leanne said with a smile. “But trust me when I tell you that it is all worth it when you see that little baby’s face,” she added.
“Speaking of, do we know what we are carrying? Blue or pink flannels?” Marci asked looking at Natasha.
“That Tasha is more old school than me. She said she wants to be surprised,” Estelle said as she walked to the table carrying a tray.
“There is a chance that we are talking blue flannels though,” Rita said with a smile as she stood up to help Estelle.
“Did someone take a little peek at the sonogram?” Marci asked with a smile. Natasha laughed as she took one of the plates from Rita.
“No, nothing like that at all,” she said. “It’s just that, I think I may have named my baby and he agreed,” she added smiling. The ladies looked at each other.
“Did you just say he?” Estelle asked looking at Natasha who was already digging into the food. Natasha nodded. “How would you even know that?” she asked, still looking at her granddaughter.
“It’s not fool proof, just that I called the baby Aiden and for the first time, he kicked,” she said excitedly.
“First time? How far along are you?” Marci asked.
“Five months,” Natasha said as she took a big bite of her turkey bacon. “Damn that’s good,” she said under her breath.
“Isn’t that a bit late?” Leanne asked looking concerned.
“Oh please. I didn’t feel her father move till I was in my third trimester,” Estelle said with a smile.
“Planning to go back to work after the baby comes?” Leanne asked. Natasha looked up at Rita and then at her Nan and shook her head.
“I don’t know. I don’t think so,” Natasha said. “I don’t think I want my child being raised by a stranger,” she added.
“Of course you don’t. You have all the money to just jet around the world on holidays,” Sherea said. Natasha looked at her surprised.
‘Do you have something to say to anyone, Sherea?” Rita asked looking at her. Sherea shook her head.
“Not anyone, just Tasha,” Sherea said without flinching.
“Okay, what do you have to say to me,” Natasha asked looking at Sherea.
“That could have been my grandbaby in you right now,” Sherea said. Leanne and Marci rolled their eyes.
“Well, maybe if your son had been half the man Mitchell is, it could have been,” Estelle retorted.
“What did you just say about my baby?” Sherea asked looking at Estelle.
“You heard her. You are always cuddling him making him some cry baby,” Rita said. Sherea rolled her eyes at Rita.
‘Girl, ain’t nobody
“Well, mummy and son will just have to suck it up,” Natasha said as she let go of Rita’s hand and continued down the stairs on her own.
“This will not end well,” Rita said under her breath as they got to the bottom of the stairs.
“There is my beautiful granddaughter,” Estelle said excitedly as Natasha walked towards her.
“Hi Nan,” she said as Estelle kissed her cheek.
“Well, I’m sure you remember my friends Marci, Leanne, Moira and of course, Sherea,” Estelle said as Natasha shook their hands.
“Yes of course. Nice to see you all again,” Natasha said with a smile.
“You were always one of the good ones, Natasha, Leanne said as she gently tugged on Natasha’s hand, urging her to sit down. “Coming back home to visit. My Annette never even calls,” she added. The ladies laughed.
“I hope you are carrying a boy because they never forget where they came from,” Marci said with a smile. “But girls? After bringing home a quote unquote nice boy, you’ll be lucky to have them for Thanksgiving every leap year,” she added as Natasha joined them on the couch. “So how are you holding up?” Marci asked as Estelle set up some food on two plates for the girls.
“Good. At least the morning sickness is a bit more relaxed now,” Natasha said. Rita laughed.
“A whole lot,” Rita said matter of factly.
“You poor thing,” Leanne said with a smile. “But trust me when I tell you that it is all worth it when you see that little baby’s face,” she added.
“Speaking of, do we know what we are carrying? Blue or pink flannels?” Marci asked looking at Natasha.
“That Tasha is more old school than me. She said she wants to be surprised,” Estelle said as she walked to the table carrying a tray.
“There is a chance that we are talking blue flannels though,” Rita said with a smile as she stood up to help Estelle.
“Did someone take a little peek at the sonogram?” Marci asked with a smile. Natasha laughed as she took one of the plates from Rita.
“No, nothing like that at all,” she said. “It’s just that, I think I may have named my baby and he agreed,” she added smiling. The ladies looked at each other.
“Did you just say he?” Estelle asked looking at Natasha who was already digging into the food. Natasha nodded. “How would you even know that?” she asked, still looking at her granddaughter.
“It’s not fool proof, just that I called the baby Aiden and for the first time, he kicked,” she said excitedly.
“First time? How far along are you?” Marci asked.
“Five months,” Natasha said as she took a big bite of her turkey bacon. “Damn that’s good,” she said under her breath.
“Isn’t that a bit late?” Leanne asked looking concerned.
“Oh please. I didn’t feel her father move till I was in my third trimester,” Estelle said with a smile.
“Planning to go back to work after the baby comes?” Leanne asked. Natasha looked up at Rita and then at her Nan and shook her head.
“I don’t know. I don’t think so,” Natasha said. “I don’t think I want my child being raised by a stranger,” she added.
“Of course you don’t. You have all the money to just jet around the world on holidays,” Sherea said. Natasha looked at her surprised.
‘Do you have something to say to anyone, Sherea?” Rita asked looking at her. Sherea shook her head.
“Not anyone, just Tasha,” Sherea said without flinching.
“Okay, what do you have to say to me,” Natasha asked looking at Sherea.
“That could have been my grandbaby in you right now,” Sherea said. Leanne and Marci rolled their eyes.
“Well, maybe if your son had been half the man Mitchell is, it could have been,” Estelle retorted.
“What did you just say about my baby?” Sherea asked looking at Estelle.
“You heard her. You are always cuddling him making him some cry baby,” Rita said. Sherea rolled her eyes at Rita.
‘Girl, ain’t nobody
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