Everyone dressed in black and balling their eyes out wasn't how I pictured the day before me and Monica's baby shower. Dad ended up living a month later than he was supposed to so we spent everyday doing wild and adventurous things with him. We went bungee jumping, rock climbing, but the most fun thing we did was pranking people at the grocery store. We took random items and put them in people's carts.
Everyone set white roses on his coffin but I set a yellow tulip. That was his favorite flower, since it was the flower that him and my mother used in their wedding. Everyone looked at me with pity and sadness. I had decided that after the funeral I would die my hair blonde and shave my head. It was a step forward but we were going to save money in the next few months so that we can move to Hawaii. I decided on a name for my baby girl and she'll be named Maliah, which means 'sea of bitterness.'
Hudson came over to me and put his hand on my tiny baby bump.
Hudson: How's my little Maliah doing?
Me: She's shy I think, I haven't felt any kicks yet, but you know what they say. For every death there's a new life.
Tears ran down my cheeks for my dead father, but also for the second living child in my womb. After the funeral I was really tired so Monica drove and her boyfriend sat passenger while Hudson and I sat in the back with Matteo. Hudson and Matteo both kept both of their hands on my stomach the entire ride home nothing happened.
When we got home I was craving something so I went into the kitchen and started making Hamburger Helper on the stove. Not just for me but for everyone. We were all at Hudson's house, when he came up behind me and put his hands on my stomach.
Me: It might not even happen today.
Hudson: I know, but when it does happen, I want to feel it.
I turned around and kissed him then finished making the food.
Me: Matteo
It was around 5:53 so I figured we could call this dinner. He came running into the kitchen from the couch with Boy and looked at me.
Matteo: Yes mamma?
Me: It's time to eat dinner.
I picked him up and put him in his highchair, then gave him a bowl of Hamburger Helper. He ate as I made everyone else a plate. We all ate together and talked about how Monica and I really want our babies birthday to be on the same day but our due dates are months apart. After we ate we all watched movies on the couch until we fell asleep.
I dreamt about Hawaii and how I might be able to finally meet my mother again. Buy also about how happy I would be, being able to be free from the place that kept me hostage for so many years. I was thankful for everything, and now I finally had a full family to be really thankful for. But my daddy will be forever loved and missed.