Happy 8th Months Anniversary Novels & Stories

This is not going to be easy, but that’s life. Today is my eighteenth birthday and Sadie turns eighteen in two months. Sadie is now five months along and is starting to show. I love every minute of it. I struggled with it when we first found out. Until we heard the heartbeat. I was already in love with our child and I would never let anyone hurts us. Every day Sadie got more and more beautiful. She was just glowing and she was always happy. “What are you thinking about?” I asked her. “How normal everything feels. It feels so good just to be normal.” She said smiling while she rubbed on her belly. She was sitting on our back porch reading with the sun hitting her hair. I stood in the doorway

he said and she smiled. "13th of next month is fine by you to wed right?!" "13th of August is just perfect!" She replied and his smile widened.

The smile on my lips widened, and I started to caress her hair. “I miss you too, Mom. How is your day?” She closed her eyes and sighed. “It’s better now that I saw you,” my mother never failed to make me feel happy when I was down. “Likewise, Mom.” She looked at me intently. “You look sad. Is there something wrong?” She asked me. I let out a sigh and sat down on the chair. I took one of her hands, “It’s our anniversary today,” I started. “Then why are you sad? This day is supposed to be your happiest day,” I smiled sadly. That’s it. I should be happy today because this is our first anniversary. Darius and I have known each other since childhood since my father was his father’s beta.

“I’m eight months along now. So, I’ve only got two months left to go.” Her eyes widened with surprise. “Eight? You’re almost there. That’s incredible. And how are you feeling?” I paused, a strange warmth spreading through me as I answered. “Tired, but I’ve been lucky. No odd symptoms so far. Honestly, I’ve been so busy I barely have time to think about it.” Helena leaned in, her expression soft. “Still, eight months is no small feat. You should be resting more. I kind of feel guilty now dragging you out here.”

“Yes, congratulations… Your about eight weeks now…” Amore looked at Nathan surprised … “We… we are pregnant Nathan.” “Yeah, we are love…” Nathan nodded as tears of happiness filled his eyes.

I just knew She'd love them as she had always wanted a pair of diamond earrings. As I left my balcony back into my not-too-large bedroom, I dashed straight to my study table where I had left my cellphone the previous night. I immediately dialed Courtney's phone number as soon as she picked up, I shouted "Happy Birthday poo'' with a happy voice. (Poo, was how we addressed each other). She responded in her ethereal voice, Thank you so much Poo, I have been waiting for your call since midnight because that has always been your call time on my past birthdays. We both laughed and continued chatting.

"Since after the accident, I don't remember much about the actual ceremony. I know we’re coming up on a milestone, but I realized I don't even know the exact day we said our vows." ​August’s grip on my shoulder tightened. ​"You want to know our anniversary?" he asked. ​"I want to celebrate it," I said, my voice rising with excitement. "A whole year of this... this happiness. I want to do something big. A party, or maybe just a private trip. But I need to know when!" ​August reached across the table and took my hand. ​"May 12th," he said. "That was the day." ​"May 12th," I repeated, the date echoing in my mind. "That’s only a few weeks away! Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Finally it's done," said Ruby stretching her arms "Yeah, I was sure I was gonna get fired, Thank you for helping me," said Anna, she nearly brought the company to ruins "Your welcome let's take a break at the cafeteria I haven't had breakfast yet" "Me either let's go" so they went to the cafeteria on the lower floor, after they got their food they sat down and talked about everything and nothing "Hey, my husband's birthday is on August 17, that means I have a week to decide what to get hi? and I have an idea what, you got any ideas

I said. "Yes." "We're having a baby." "Yes," he said. "We are." "I'm still getting used to the reality of it." "So am I." He looked at the window. "I don't think I'll be used to it for a while. I think it'll be real in a new way every morning." "Yes," I said. "Me too." The wolf at the base of my ribs hummed. Eight months. We were ready.

I still remember vividly the day we last saw each other. How we both became emotional as we knew that this was probably the last time we would see each other. It's funny how she made me make a promise to her that I wouldn't give up on my dreams no matter what. Well, I don't plan on giving up on my dreams but... It's hard, very hard I must say. Today is the beginning of a new month, March 1. My eighteenth birthday is in 24 days. I am supposed to be happy about it but I am not.