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"I thought you were on the pill?"
"I stopped taking it on our wedding day. Are you mad at me?" she asked.
"God no, I love you with all my heart. I'm just surprised. Do you know if it's a boy or girl?"
"I'm going to the doctor tomorrow. Do you want to go with me?"
"Of course! It's my baby and I want to be totally involved."
The next day the doctor informed us that she truly was pregnant and it looked like it would be a boy according to the ultra sound. We started thinking of names and came up with James Robert Taylor. James after me and my dad; Robert after Sarah's dad. We would call him Jimmy while he was little and whatever he wanted when he got older.
Sarah woke me up first thing one morning and said she was ready to go to the hospital. She had already called Sherry. I swear those two women were closer than best friends. They were always there for each other. I grabbed the suitcase and Sarah and I headed to the hospital as soon as Sherry got there to watch Angel.
I couldn't believe it when we ran in to Madge again. She gave me her usual dirty look. "So, who is she today?" asked Madge.
"I swear Madge; she's my wife and ready to give birth to my son."
"I believe you. Your sister told me the whole story when she was here after giving birth to little Jenny," Madge said, smiling at Sarah. "I was just teasing you this time. Will you be cutting your son's cord?"
"Sarah and I are in this together, Madge. I'll be there."
Mom and dad, Mr. and Mrs. Johnson, and Sherry gathered in the waiting room for news. I was so nervous going into the delivery room. I held Sarah's hand and felt so sorry for her when she felt pain. She was doing this for us. I will never forget the experience when little Jimmy appeared and I cut the umbilical cord.
Madge wrapped him in a blue blanket and handed him to me. I cried tears of joy as I held my son. Sarah had tears streaming down her face when I placed him in her arms. We were truly a family, and I couldn't wait to introduce Angel to her little brother.
As my old friend Dave, The Wanderer, would say - "Life is good."
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Thank you for reading my story.
Comments and feedback are welcome and appreciated.
DG Hear
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoJIMMY IS A FIRST CLASS CUNT, A CUCK WHICH HIS WHY HIS SLUT WIFE THEN THE WHORE ELAINE SCREWED HIM OVER
Anonymousabout 2 years ago5*. I would have liked to know more about the treatment Dorothy gave her husband after they got back together and what kind of life he now has!
BJ
Anonymousabout 3 years agoHi, I'm DG Hear.
I recently got back on Lit and found myself reading a number of my old stories. Dame, I was pretty good. A lot of them bought tears to my eyes. I guess I'm an old softy in my old age.
