Distinctive

Chapter 29

im·por·tance
noun
the state or fact of being of great significance or value.

3 months later

sitting at the head of my bed i watched my daughter sleep while Miguel play with her fingers

"she's so small" he whispered i smiled

"i know" i whispered back with a smirk looking back at my phone rubbing her back as she slept

my phone pinged showing i got a text message from Ace

Ace: what is she doing now?

i rolled my eyes replying "she's sleeping as i told you 3 minutes ago"

Ace: doesn't she have to eat? it's almost her feeding time

"I know what i'm doing" i replied the three dots popped up but disappeared

Miguel watched coco melon as he laid with me it's been some weeks since i moved back into my apartment

i did have the help from my mom the first few weeks back home from the hospital

1 month ago

"Camila I told you not to season the chicken with the lemon pepper because we have- CAMILA DO YOU HEAR ME!?"

I heard her but I was still in shock by how much liquid was on my bed

the bedroom door swung open "Camila I know-"

"this isn't pee" I calmly told her

"get the hell up then girl! where is your bag let's go"

"I have it packed but it's in the closet" I slowly pulled myself from the bed

"Miguel! you got to put some clothes on!" my mother yelled grabbing my things

"I don't want to go to the hospital with my pajamas on-"

"Girl if you don't come on i am NOT letting you have this baby at home hurry up" she snapped

"I'm not having contractions-" spoke too soon it knocked the wind out of me

"that's exactly what i'm talking about" she pointed at me Miguel ran to my room door

"i'm ready mema where we going ?" he smiled

"'mommy is about to have your little sister" his eyes went wide

"LETS GO!" he screamed "YOU HAVE TO GET MOVING !" he clapped his little hands

"child i got to turn off the stove" my mother rushed down the stairs leaving me with Miguel who was grabbing small toys

"i'm going to let her play with these" he tried to fit them in the baby bag

"Miguel no-"

"why not? she's going to love them she-"

"I SAID NO!" oh gosh i yelled at him- "i'm sorry baby but no not right now" i tried to control my breathing making my way out of the room

Miguel pouted following behind me "watch your step mommy" he mumbled as he walked behind me with an attitude

"Camila let's go" my mother held my hand walking me to the car I looked back and saw Miguel closing the door making sure it's locked

putting my seat belt on another contraction hit me crying out I grabbing the handle closing my eyes

"can you move faster!" i yelled my mother looked at me with warning eyes as she strapped Miguel in