Having a newborn isn't all fun and games, he cries all the time. Between feedings, diaper changes, and holding him so he didn't get lonely I barely found any time to do anything. I would sneak onto the computer at night, because thankfully he slept all night long.
I found myself on Barnacle Bay Single Mother's Hookups and More, my profile stated that I was not looking for a relationship but just some little fun here and there. Looking to get married? Nope. Children? Yes, and planning on more. Looking for donors? Yes.
I got a message, while I was still online from Frankstern198.
"I would be interested in being a donor for your next child, I would however like access to my child when they grow up so they know who their father is."
Hmm, I think I'll reply to him.
"Of course, you would have access to your child. You could spend the night with him/her, have them for a weekend and you could come to their birthday parties and other parties we have here at the house. We could meet up and talk this out in person. What is your address? I'll have to bring my son Charles with me."
His reply was quick, I guess someone Else is spending their night on the computer.
"I live at 67 Applegate Drive. It would be totally fine with me if you bring Charles."
Yawning, I turned the computer off and headed to bed. Tomorrow Charles and I would be going to meet Frankstern198.
"Good evening darling, how is that adorable little boy doing this evening?"
My heart fluttered as I looked at him, butterflies did flips in my stomach.
"Charles, is doing just fine this evening. He's already had all the play time and snuggles from mommy that he can stand."
"Aww, you must be a very good mother. Anyways, my name is Franklin Stern."
"Berryetta Jamm."
"I think you have amazing genetics, and I would like to work out a time and place for us to begin trying to have a baby. I am meaning by the natural no doctors for me."
"Ms. Jamm, I would have it no other way. I shall be by your house at around nine a.m tomorrow morning."
"Splendid. I hate to run but I should be putting Charles to bed now."
The next morning I greeted him with a kiss, what I didn't expect was the hardcore, heart stop beating, leaving me breathless, butterflies, soul recognition reaction I had. That type of thing, was suppose to be a fairytale. I could tell by the look on his face, he felt it to. He didn't say a word about it just looked down before he spoke.
"Are you ready to try to have a baby?"
"Yes, I suppose I am."
I hate this, I want to see where this could go but I can't because all 99 babies I have to have, they need different father's.
More soul wrenching kisses later, we headed to the bedroom where magic happened over and over again.
That's when Charles started to cry, Franklin was following me. Doing a little strut.
He came up behind me, made a little snorting noise that was incredible adorable.
"I wanted to take care of the baby for you."
"That's so sweet, honey."
Franklin left, after a few kisses and some dinner. I stayed in the kitchen, turned on the radio and started to dance.
That's when the nausea started, I had to run to the bathroom.
I headed to bed for a quick nap, when I woke up I headed to the kitchen and to get some breakfast.
Then, I just knew that I was pregnant.
The next few days were uneventful all of my time was spent with Charles.
Before I knew it, I was inviting everyone I knew over for Charles's birthday.
I let Charles's step-mom, Amy take him to the cake. After all, I did sleep with her husband it was the least that I could do.
He aged into what was the most adorable toddler ever, I did not know where he got his hair coloring from must be from one of my parents. I went and found Franklin to give him the good news.
"Franklin darling, I have some wonderful news your going to be a father. I'm pregnant."
"That is fabulously delightful news, my lady. May I rub your belly?"
"Of course you can."
Teaching a chid the basics, like walking, talking and potty training aren't the easiest things in the world. Maybe, just because I'm new at this as well. Hopefully it will get easier.
When Charles, did learn everything he would have me take him upstairs where he would play with his Bryan the valentine bear.
I brought the radio up to the second floor, turned it on and decided to work out while spending my time with Charles. I started to feel the contractions starting, I couldn't control the scream that escaped.
It didn't bother Charles, he kept playing with his bear. I had a home birth and I welcomed Stan into the world.
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