Vine Girl? |h.g|

Time Out

•Sophia•

*6 months later* (6 months prego lol)

"Mommy!" Sophia shrieks throughout the house. I sigh, turning off the water to the sink, where I'm currently trying to clean the house. "Mommy!" She yells once again. I walk up the stairs slowly and poke my head into her room. "Yes baby?" I ask. She crosses her arms across her chest as she looks at me with her bright blue eyes, light brown curly hair bouncing as she moves. It just amazes me at how much she looks like her father. "Lookie at what I did mommy!" She calls her hands, pointing to the used to be white wall, which has permenet black market all over it. "Leah!" I gasp, looking at the blue eyed baby in front of me. "What mommy? Don't you like it??" She asks. "Baby, you can't do that, you only do that on paper, remember?" I sigh, pucking her up the best as I can and take her downstairs, sitting her in the chair in the kitchen. "You're in time out right now Leah, I'm sorry but you need to learn." I say, continuing to do the dishes. "I hate you mommy." She mutters. "Daddy is so much better than you." She may only be 2 years old but gosh that hurt. I sigh softly, putting she dishes away after I'd dryer them, now working on cleaning the entire house. "I wish you were never my mommy." She says. "Go to your room." I say sternly and she huffs loudly, running to her room. After I'd finished cleaning I'd fed, bathed and put Leah to bed, but after that I finished cleaning and sat down on the couch, leaning back as I sigh. I finally let out all my feeling; crying. I sob into my hands, sniffing as I do so. Who knew that it could be this hard raising a baby on your own, let alone another one on his way, oh, I'm having a boy. And on top of that, I'm single. Yep, Hayes decided that he'd take Leah every weekend, to where he lives, which is with Nash. Hayes and I are no longer together because he says that he's going through too much right now. Like seriously? I wanted to scream at him, but I didn't. I just wish he would see what I have to deal with. I wish he was as supportive during this pregnancy as he was for Leah's. I can't do this on my own, its too hard
Raising a child and being pregnant. I'm so stressed and worn out. "Mommy?" A small voice call out, turning my head I see my little girl standing in the doorway of the living room with her princess blanket wrapped around her as she holds her sippy cup with her thumb in her mouth, messy brown curls sticking to her forehead. "What's wrong princess?" I ask, wiping my eyes. "I don't hate you mommy, I'm sorry." She says, climbing into my lap, lying her head on my chest. "Don't cry mommy I don't like it." She says and I smile softly, kissing her head. "Can I sleep with you?" She asks quietly. "Course you can, just let mommy get a shower first." I say and she nods as I sit her on the couch, as I go to the shower. After I'd finished my warm shower I changed into some sweatpants and a light orange T-shirt. I go back into the living room and pick her up, taking her to my room and lying her on the bed, me next to her. "Goodnight princess, mommy loves you." I say, kissing her head as she snuggles up to me, lying her head on my chest. "Love you too mommy." She yawns.