Submerged In Color 1.2 Love & Despair Part 3
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I was overcame with nauesa, upon coming inside and was unable to celebrate going steady with Strawberry.
I just couldn’t get over how utterly handsome my son was, and he was just the sweetest little thing. Even if he did make a huge mess in the kitchen Ihad to clean. I always stopped what I was doing to rush over and immediately start cleaning. From a young age, the idea of germs had just freaked her out. She couldn’t stand being around messy things it made her want to tear her hair out.
One day while browsing the internet I saw a ad from the animal shelter, saying they desprately needed some of the strays adopted as they were under funded. I looked through the pictures of the avaiable pets and called the shelter about the one that I wanted. Within a few hours he was here.
As the weeks worn on, I was becoming sicker and sicker. It didn’t matter the time of day, or what she had to eat that day. So I went out to the store to grab a test and I was correct in assuming, I was pregnant!
I spent the next several months making sure that Blaze was potty-trained, knew how to talk and walk. He was a fast learner and it didn’t take to long.
Before I knew it I was huge, and the closer it got to my due date. The more I started thinking of marriage. I started visiting pawn shops around town looking for engagment rings and finally I had found the perfect one. I waited until one evening just as we were getting Blaze ready for bed.
“Strawberry, my love. You have shown me what love is, and you have stepped up for Blaze as well as me. I want us to bring this baby into a real family. Will you marry me?”
We decided to just get married that night at the house, as we didn’t think that people would approve of the marriage.
It was a beautiful ceremony and I had never been happier!
I spent my pregnancy, just taking care of Blaze and Razzle. I was starting to get noticed around town for my painting and was even asked to teach a art class at the school on some weekends. Things were really starting to look up. Life was good and I was happy.
