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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 19, 2007 1:10:36 GMT
"i'm jsut really stressed out and getting in over my head and i'm stuck under and it's not helping with teh whole pregnancy crap that this baby puts me through and i'm feeling crappy...realy crappy" i say and close my eyes for a few seconds and take a deep breath
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 19, 2007 1:14:05 GMT
"I... um..." Awkwardly I put a hand on her shoulder. "I'm sorry...."
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 19, 2007 1:16:57 GMT
i smile weakly and look up at him slightly. "it's ok.." i say. i could tell this was awkward for him. i lift my head up, feeling a little dizzy but forget about it.
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 19, 2007 1:26:07 GMT
"Are you sure?" I ask, perfectly willing to help if only I knew how. "Are you sure you don't need the hospital wing? Or even just someone to talk to?"
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 19, 2007 1:32:46 GMT
"not goin with in a ten mile radius of the hospital wing or any hospital. i'll go there when the bay's born and for check ups." i chuckle, "which i have to go to one in a few days..." i remind myself. "sorry...it's just. it's just....hard right now. me being all stubborn and working two job while looking after two kids myself...it just gets hard." i sigh
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 19, 2007 2:00:14 GMT
"Hmm..." I nod, twitching my mouth sympathetically. "Hey, you want me to... babysit, or anything? I realize you don't know me all that well and may not trust me with your kids, but anything I can do...." I shrug.
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 19, 2007 10:46:26 GMT
i smile and nod my head, "you have no idea how mauch that would help me. i hate just dumping of my kids at peters when he's got an army of kids of his own to watch..." i chuckle softly
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 19, 2007 15:59:12 GMT
I smile and shrug. "No problem. They might find me annoyingly strict, though... River says I'm boring. So if they complain... I warned you."
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 19, 2007 19:18:55 GMT
i chuckle softly, "ok. all they do is play pirate."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 19, 2007 22:00:15 GMT
"Oh... okay," I shrug. "As long as they don't need me to entertain them."
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 19, 2007 22:27:14 GMT
"believe me...you won't. just make sure mia doesn't tackel brett for long..it can end in him never having children." i say with a bitter chuckle
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 20, 2007 13:26:56 GMT
"Uh, okay..." I laugh. "Hm... your children have violent tendencies? I wonder where they picked those up?" I ask, raising my eyebrows at her.
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 20, 2007 18:01:42 GMT
"shut up.." i laugh hitting him lightly. "it's not my fault mia is like her dad."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 20, 2007 18:08:38 GMT
"And who's her dad?" I ask, trying to remember if we already discussed this... but all I can remember is that Mia and Brett are three and four... unless it's four and five. "For that matter, who's her mum? Not you, right?"
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 20, 2007 18:15:35 GMT
"nope. i'm not her mum. i don't even know who her mum was. but fabian prewett was her dad. molly's brother."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 20, 2007 18:17:11 GMT
"Right..." I say, still trying to remember if we already discussed this and if I'm just being slow. "And Brett?" I ask. "Where's he from?"
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 20, 2007 18:21:52 GMT
"i adopted him." i say, "but i don't care what anyone else says. brett is my son and will always be my son. not half my son or anytihng like that."
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 20, 2007 21:19:46 GMT
"Good for you," I nod. "I had this girl follow me around for an hour one time saying that I should call River my half-sister instead of just my sister, just because we have different fathers. The weirdo." I shake my head. "She also objected very strongly to the use of contractions, so I tried not to let it bother me." I shrug.
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 20, 2007 21:53:39 GMT
"she sounds a little...umm...yeah like a weirdo..." i chuckle
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 20, 2007 22:32:09 GMT
"Yeah, just a bit," I laugh.
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 20, 2007 23:10:52 GMT
"hey you got any food on you?" i ask randomly
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 20, 2007 23:19:58 GMT
"Ah... hmm." I reach into my pockets and find a slightly smushed chocolate frog. "Does this count?"
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 21, 2007 0:47:27 GMT
"i love you for the rst of my life.." i say taking teh chocolate frog and taking a bite
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 21, 2007 13:31:51 GMT
I laugh. "Well, thanks, but I'm already engaged."
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 21, 2007 13:34:06 GMT
"really?" i ask after i swallow, "but i'll still love you. you're like my hero. gave me chocolate.." i grin
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 21, 2007 13:36:46 GMT
"You have pretty low expectations for your heroes," I say, then nod seriously. "And yes... she's an ostrich. A purple one. And she gets very jealous."
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 21, 2007 13:44:00 GMT
"i'm preggers. you give me chocolate. and stop putting yourself down." i tell him, "and you engaged to an ostrich?" i chuckle
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 21, 2007 17:03:11 GMT
"Yes... a purple one," I repeat, trying to nod seriously again but winding up grinning. "River set us up... said I had to get a girlfriend 'cause I'm pathetic. And I tried to tell her that there's no such thing as purple ostriches, but she didn't believe me." I shrug. "And I'm not putting myself down... just saying that a single chocolate frog shouldn't make me your hero."
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Post by Yumi Baker on Sept 21, 2007 17:06:38 GMT
i laugh softly, "well if your pathetic for not getting a girlfriend than i'm pathetic for not having a boyfriend." i chuckle, "and again chance. do you not see the awesomeness in giving a pregnant woman chocolate, in any form?"
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Post by Chance Gracieux on Sept 21, 2007 17:10:08 GMT
"Uh... no, but I'll take your word for it," I shrug. "And neither of us are pathetic... five-year-old sisters are naturally cruel... as are older sisters, actually, since I'm pretty sure she was just repeating what she'd heard Ellie say. But even Ellie and River wouldn't think that you're pathetic."
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