"Jessica !! Hurry up the kids will be late for school" , it's in the morning and as usual my mom is shouting because I have to drop off the kids to school .But my college classes start at 10 : 00 exactly but I still have to wake up at 5 am and help my mother with the kids because dad has been absent in her life for the last 2 years.
He stays with us but he barely has time to spend with mom , and the only thing he does every month is to give me his credit card so I can buy groceries and some clothes for me and the kids . Like really ? Who does that ?I understand that I am his firstborn but mom is still alive I don't understand why he gives it to me . To be honest the last 2 years has been really busy and chaotic for me. I can't help but think why are my parents acting so distant from each other . I just remembered 8 years ago mom and dad were so happy , they went on dinner dates every Friday .
I remember when John was born how happy we were , I was happy to have my first sibling , every summer holidays dad took us on a trip . They loved each other so much their love increased even more when mom was pregnant with triplets 4 years . I remember how dad took care of mom he didn't even want her to lift a finger while dad took care of mom I took care of John . When the triplets were born I just can't explain the happiness they brought , I was so happy to have two sisters and a brother . We decided to name them Diana, Joana and Donna when the triplets were 2 years old they was a change in mom and dad's relationship . They drifted apart and things went worse 2 years ago , no more dinner dates every Friday dad worked every Friday . They try to act happy infront of us but every night all I can hear is them arguing , something has changed .
" Jessica !! ", she shouts again " I'm coming mom " I say rushing down the stairs " Oh my dear mom I wonder when will you stop shouting at me I wasn't going to be late " I say packing the kids lunchboxes in their school bags. " I will never stop shouting at you until you start getting up early so I don't have to shout every morning , Jessica you are 19 years old but your behaviour is 14 years old and I am 8 months and 3 weeks pregnant but every morning I have to shout you know the doctor said shouting is not good for me and the baby . This pregnancy has been really complicated and you know it I don't want to have any complications when I deliver the baby",
"I'm really sorry mom I won't do it again ", I rush to her and kneel down and kiss her pregnant tummy " Sorry baby please tell your mum to forgive me " I look up to her and smile " the baby says you have forgiven me ", I stand up and hug her " I love you mom , and please don't be mad " I kiss her chicks until she smiles " that's enough save some for tomorrow I can never b mad at you " she kisses my forehead " My dear child I just can't believe how grown up you are now , just yesterday you were crawling and today you are even taller than me " , she squeezes me in her hug "Mom " , I say muffled in her hug " yes " she replies , " You know no embrace feels warmer than yours I can stay in your arms forever " , she pulls away from the hug and looks at me with her sharp blue eyes " if you stay in my arms forever than the kids will be late for school " , we both laugh my dear mom is the best.
"Okay come on kids go and hug Mom so we can leave for school ", the kids rush and hug mom and take their school bags . " Mom remember I don't have a class today so I will take you to the hospital for your checkup ", I say. "Okay , I'll be ready when you come back " , she says. I take the car keys before the kids and I head to the car mom screams . I drop the car keys and rush to mom " Mom! What's wrong ? " I ask her , her eyes point the floor and when I look the floor there's water . Oh My Goodness her water just broke "Jessica call 911" she says I rush to the landline and call the ambulance . While the ambulance is on it's way I rush to mom's bedroom and take the bag with her clothes and the baby's clothes she packed it yesterday. The ambulance arrives and takes mom.
