The Struggle Is Real

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The past week has been a mixture of being on a cloud-nine and the pure torture of morning sickness. It got to the point that I was forced to call sick from work for two days straight due to me not being able to be away from the bathroom for more than 5 minutes every morning as I puke all the contents of my stomach out.

Luckily, no one jumped to any conclusions, making our little secret remaining intact.

The struggle is real, but I can't complain. I have such an amazing and caring partner who constantly dotes on me, making sure I am comfortable enough and that I have all my cravings in time. Speaking of, my cravings got so intense one late evening, forcing Pedri to drive to the local, nearest store to grab some hummus and carrots, something I usually pass on.

***

'I'm going to grab a few things, just message me if you need anything.' he kisses me lightly before hurrying out the door.

I flopped back down on our bed, eager to just lay there and think about Ela's and Gavi's situation as I wait for my treats.

Not going to lie, I was extremely intrigued when I received that text from Ela last week, knowing that I was going to see her at work and let me tell you, nothing was weird or awkward, and whatever she had to say, she managed to keep her mouth shut. In fact, I have been spending a big chunk of my time, aside from throwing up or eating weird cravings, wracking my brain and looking for clues if they have finally gotten together. I have tried and tried to also catch Gavi at work before and after his training, but either he is just really good at dodging me and my attempts, or I have also turned very impatient.

I quickly dial Pedri's number, growing more impatient by the second. It almost seem like the phone only rang half a ring and he quickly picks up.

'Mi amor, I am almost back. I promise.' he answers with a chuckle, knowing that I am probably turning into an angry tomato.

'I was not going to ask you that... I just wanted to tell you I appreciate you." I try to switch up, feeling guilty that I am the reason why he is out of bed at this unholy hour and here I am all comfy in bed.

Did I already mention how much of an emotional sap I have become as well?

Well, everyone's in for the ride.

***

I stretch my body on the bed, peeking with one eye, I see a peacefully sleeping Pedri beside me.

Great, I must have fallen asleep before Pedri got back in last night. Feeling grateful for the new life in my small and unnoticeable belly that Pedri and I created, tears start falling from my eyes.

Who would have thought that I would be this lucky to have landed such an amazing person, just a year ago I was in a completely different set of circumstances. I can still remember feeling confused, hurt, angry and lost. But now, here I am, about to turn another page to my book and start our own little family.

After a few more minutes of just enjoying Pedri sleep, I decided to start getting ready.

We were supposed to go out to a restaurant to meet up with Lea and Gavi, but considering how unpredictable my morning sickness is, bundle that up with my raging emotions, we decided to just have them over at Pedri's place, essentially mine now too given that I spend every day here so he can keep a better eye on me.

Pedri soon joins me in the kitchen to help prepare for our small barbeque. I check the clock, the time being close to 12:30pm, meaning that Ela and Gavi should be arriving soon.

'Gavi just messaged me that they're almost here. I can't wait to tell them about what's been cooking in the oven!" Pedri tells me excitedly, and reminding me as well that we have decided to break the news to our best friends sooner than later.

'Please don't ever use that terminology again.' I chuckled, a disgusted look on my face.

***

We were just done setting the small table on his patio and taking out some side dishes when the door bell finally rings.

I was about to head to open the door, eager to both tell them our news, and also to hear their news, but then I feel a wave of morning sickness come. I change my direction to the bathroom, motioning Pedri to open the door instead.



Ela's POV:

'Finally!' I stumble back a little, Gavi keeping a firm grip on my back, as Irina comes running towards me.

She was initially nowhere to be found when we walked in.

I look at her suspiciously as Pedri asks her to stop from running. I was already suspicious when Pedri opened the door, something is up as I fully expected her to be all excited and curious about my love life after sending her that vague, yet suggestive text and dodging and Gavi questions at work.

Plus, I am sure she will make me pay for having her wait a week to hear the news.

But just looking at her now as she gets teary-eyed and emotional, something clicks in my head, but I restrain myself from taking the joy of telling us away from her.

I've known Irina for a while now and she was never like this. This emotional Irina had a whole other side to her. Watching these two look into each other's eyes, all lovey-dovey does not only make me want to puke, but also re-assures me that their news has been well-received by Pedri. Not that I think he is that type of guy, but you know what I mean.

Before I could steer the direction of conversation to lean more on her pregnancy, Irina pulls on my arm, her eyes suddenly turning like that of bambi's.

'I can't wait anymore, so Ela, Gavi—'

'Yes, we're together.'

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