Waking up sore wasn't fun, but waking up next to a hot guy definitely is.I looked over to my side and Ryan's arm was draped over my stomach as he lightly snored into his pillow. Poor baby probably didn't get any sleep. I lightly removed his arm from me and walked into the bathroom. My cheeks were flushed and I still had the garter on. I took it off and folded it onto the counter. I clipped my hair off to the side and hopped Into his large shower.When I got out, he was still sound asleep. I changed into a tee shirt and put on a pair of shorts. I looked out the window to see the entire city blanketed in snow. It was still snowing, but not as bad as before. I checked the weather forecast on my phone and sure enough, it said to stay off the roads for today. I walked Into the kitchen and made some waffles with a fruit salad.I set myself a plate and put some aside for Ryan. I poured myself a cup of tea and sat down to have my breakfast. I plugged my phone into the auxiliary cord and

Little did I know, that I'd be spending two weeks in the hospital beside my comatose boyfriend. Little did I know that I would miss him more than anything else in the whole wide world, even though he was right beside me. It was 8:30 in the morning on a bright warm May Day. It would be the type of day I would want to spend with him. I looked at him, and all I saw was a practically lifeless body. The nurses and doctors had already taken out his breathing tube because his lungs are stable now but he still hasn't woken up. I walked into the bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair was knotted and gross but I pulled it up into a bun at the very top of my head. I was wearing jean shorts and a tank top with sandals.I walked back into his room and sat down next to his bed again. After about 5 minutes, he started to move his fingers. I stood up and stared at him. His eyes slowly started to open. I clamped a hand over my mouth as he started to wake up. His eyes fully opened

I felt pretty in my short white, laced over dress. I sat next to Ryan at a table with his entire family and all his friends. "My son, you've made me so proud. Let's all share a cheers for his healthy 27" David smiled and raised his glass. Ryan smiled and thanked everyone, I looked over at him and he looked happy. I put my hand on his thigh and he smiled at me. "Does anyone have anything to say?" Said his stepmom.I mustered up some courage and cleared my throat. Francine looked at me and smiled. "Actually I would" I said. Ryan looked at me with curiosity, and so did everyone else. "Well I met Ryan almost a year ago in August when I was desperately looking for a job at 22. He fortunately hired me at his company, and strangely began to look after me. I won't lie, I did enjoy being around him and saw more than what everyone else did. People just saw this big bad wolf but I saw a man that was capable of loving someone. And I was fortunate enough to have that someone be me. I'm so ha

I sat on the side of the huge soaker tub of my brand new bathroom while bouncing my foot up and down. I looked over at the counter and nothing, these two minutes felt like the longest 2 minutes of my life. The pregnancy test beeped and I jumped up to look at it. A huge frown spread across my face as it read 'not pregnant' on the test. I angrily threw it in the trash and ran my hands through my hair. I knew that Ryan would be home soon so I grabbed a light sweatshirt and sat outside on the deck that opened up from our bedroom. I sat in the rocking chair and pressed my legs to my chest as I rested my chin on my knees. It was warm for late January. I watched the sun begin to set as I sighed heavily. I wanted a baby more than anything in the world. I heard a car pull into the drive way about half an hour later and eventually Ryan came into our bedroom.He walked out onto the deck "hey, it's cold out. Come inside" I shook my head and covered my face with my hands. "I took another te

I woke up in the middle of the night to a cold empty bed. I sat up and rubbed my eyes as I realized that Ryan wasn't in bed with me. I didn't even bother putting on a shirt as I walked out into the hall to try and find him. "Ryan?" I whispered as I walked into the nursery. "Babe what are you doing here?" I asked. He was sitting in one of the rocking chairs just staring out the window with a pacifier in his hands. "Go back to sleep, I'll be there in a minute" he said dismissively. "No, tell me why you're in here at 4 in the morning by yourself in the dark" "I couldn't sleep. I just keep having this dream that she's not going to come out right" My entire body froze at his words "what do you mean by not right?""I don't know, like something will be wrong. What if she has two heads and a tail? I'm freaking out because you're due in two weeks and I feel like there's nothing I'll be able to do and I'll be a shitty father" "How dare you even say that?" I crossed my arms in front of