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Post by chloeann on Jan 6, 2012 18:55:46 GMT -6
It was a brisk, slightly chilly January morning, and Chloe-Ann was spending it outside with her boys. Aaron sat near her, quietly playing with two of his dinosaurs, and the twins ran around on the play set, playing some loud game she was sure she wouldn't understand. Nicholas was in her lap, holding his stuffed giraffe, and sucking on the ear. If you asked her, despite the chilly weather, it was a pretty good day. Laura was at the movies, taking some time off from taking care of the boys. Rubbing her baby's back, she winced as what felt like a contraction hit. She knew it was just Braxton Hicks - it was too soon to be anything else - but that didn't make it any better. Getting up, holding Nicholas carefully, she started pacing, breathing slowly. In the last leg of her pregnancy with Nicholas, she'd experienced Braxton Hicks like this as well. Accompanied with the fainting, it made for a miserable pregnancy, especially towards the end. She just had to look on the bright side, though. She was going to have a beautiful baby, and maybe it would be a little girl this time. Not that she wouldn't love another boy... But a girl would be fun. Someone she could dress up, a little princess who might enjoy playing with dolls and having her hair done. Feeling more comfortable, Chloe-Ann sat back down, kissing Nicholas's head, and hugging Aaron with one arm as he sat next to her. Thinking about it, this wasn't how she'd imagined her life turning out, but she couldn't regret it. _________________________________________________ OOC: Let me tell y'all: Braxton Hicks are a bitch. The worst.
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