It has finally been two weeks. I had the check up and everything is as it should be. I’m measuring around twenty-three weeks now. I am allowed back at the bakery but I am to do no heavy lifting. I have to sit down as much as possible and I can’t do anymore than a four hour working day. I’m fine with that as long as I get myself back into my bakery.
I’m on break and decide to give Sally a call as she’s been seeing this guy. He was the model at the life drawing classes she’s been taking. She’s crap at art. She only goes to giggle like a schoolgirl and perv if the models are fit. Well, now she’s pulled this model and I need the latest gossip.
“Hello my knocked up friend. Are you sat down resting?” She asks.
“Yes. Now come on, spill the beans, who is this guy?” I ask, taking a bite of an apple turnover.
“He’s everything Esme. He’s tall and almost surfer looking with his tanned skin. He’s got blue eyes and messy blonde hair. Oh and fuck me! His cock is even prettier.” She blurts.
I cough on my turnover.
“Jesus Christ Sally! Warn a girl before you say things like that! I nearly choked on a turnover.” I cough.
“Sorry but it is! I think it may be the most beautifullest cock I ever did see.” She sighs.
“How romantic.” I snort.
“Oh shut up. It’s not just that it’s beautiful, it’s what he can do with it too. It helps that he is hung like a horse.” She giggles.
“I’m sure it does. You walking okay?” I laugh.
“Ha! Oh yeah. I’m a bit bow legged but other than that I’m great.” Sally giggles.
“Well if it ends up being serious you’ll have to come over and bring him with you. Tell him to keep his monster cock to himself though, I’m not sure the residents of Baddeck are ready for that yet.” I snort.
“Oh no bitch is getting a look at my man’s cock, that’s for sure. I am going to look into flights soon though because, well, I miss you. Oh, and I still have to meet the tall dark and grumpy guy that knocked up my best friend.” She points.
“Okay, keep me posted. Loves ya.” I reply.
“Loves ya too.” She says before disconnecting.
I finish my turnover and water and head back out to the bakery to help Amy out.
It’s pretty busy but Amy orders me to sit down and relax. I don’t mind so much. Seeing my bakery thriving from the side lines makes me feel really proud at what I’ve achieved. I know that Jay would be beyond proud.
I feel a sharp movement in my stomach. It catches me off guard.
“Woah.” I panic. I place my hand on my stomach and I feel it again.
“Are you okay? What is it? Do you need me to call Gaige?” Amy asks, worry on her face.
I shake my head and smile.
“No, it’s okay. I think I just felt the baby kick for the first time.” I smile. I feel the baby kick again.
“Aww! My mom always said I was a slow kicker, slow walker too, but I was an early talker.” Amy states.
“I can see that.” I nod.
I sit calmly, waiting for the baby to kick again. I poke my belly but nothing happens; the baby must have got comfy and gone back to sleep.
I give up and serve some customers. They are all lovely and kind and offer well wishes. They say they’re glad that me and the baby are okay.
Gaige walks in a while later to pick me up. He’s not letting me drive at the moment either. In his words: he’s not taking any risks.
“Hey beautiful.” He greets, pulling me into his arms and kissing me.
“Hey yourself.” I smile.