Post by FARREN TAYLOR on Mar 23, 2012 3:51:09 GMT
A whole season had passed since the day Farren was informed by a plastic stick that she was with child. It was almost hard to believe, watching as her stomach went from flat, to slightly protruding, and here she was, five months along, and she could barely see the tips of her toes. It was obvious that this bouncing baby girl would take after her father, for she was oddly large for not even being at the half way mark. Despite her efforts, Farren had practically given up on trying to keep from spending money on new clothes. Her swollen feet made it difficult to wear shoes, her dresses and shirts accentuated her baby bump, and to put it simply, it was not flattering. After much thought, the girl had had it with trying to make things work, and decided that she would need some help, and it seemed Mitchell Presley was the one to do just that.
During the shopping day, Mitchie and Farren spent most of their time chatting as they gathered various articles of clothing. Farren would ask about Ryan and the whole break up, an Mitchie woul just shrug it off, and Mitchie would ask if she had moved on from her ex; of course, feeling the pain too unbearable to go in detail, she just shrugged without a word, feeling at loss for them at that moment. The question remained in her mind a while after that. Ever since Blaine had found out about him becoming a father, he had made it quite hard for Farren to forget him. Always showing up at her door with new baby things, a crib, a mobile, clothes that he had seen. He was so supportive, something Farren would have never seen in him, if she hadn't gotten pregnant. It was nice. However, it only made her love for him grow, when she needed to break away.
The remaining shopping were oddly quiet, and the two spent most of their time just talking fashion. After it ended, Farren sent for home with a plethora of bags filled with maternity blouses and dresses. Feeling relieved that she now had clothes to feel pretty in again, the brunette happily took them to her room and tossed the bags on the bed, removing a pretty floral dress from one of them with a deep neck line in the front. It seemed that before she got pregnant, there wasn't much to show in a v-neck dress, and now, she could fill one out. Sliding out of her baggy t-shirt and sweats, she slid into the dress carefully, pulling the zipper up the side before looking at herself in the mirror. Smiling, it seemed that for the first time in quite awhile, she looked cute, pretty even. She had almost forgotten how it felt.
Removing the tag from the back, she walked into the kitchen, not bothering to change back into her other clothes. Sometimes someone just needs to feel like they aren't ugly for once.
Catching her reflection in the microwave, she glanced down at the large belly staring back at her. Raising a hand, the girl rested it on top of her belly, easing her hand down to the center where her naval was. Feeling a slight kick, Farren laughed. Perhaps having a child wasn't so bad at all, and perhaps she could be happy again. There was just one thing missing....him
During the shopping day, Mitchie and Farren spent most of their time chatting as they gathered various articles of clothing. Farren would ask about Ryan and the whole break up, an Mitchie woul just shrug it off, and Mitchie would ask if she had moved on from her ex; of course, feeling the pain too unbearable to go in detail, she just shrugged without a word, feeling at loss for them at that moment. The question remained in her mind a while after that. Ever since Blaine had found out about him becoming a father, he had made it quite hard for Farren to forget him. Always showing up at her door with new baby things, a crib, a mobile, clothes that he had seen. He was so supportive, something Farren would have never seen in him, if she hadn't gotten pregnant. It was nice. However, it only made her love for him grow, when she needed to break away.
The remaining shopping were oddly quiet, and the two spent most of their time just talking fashion. After it ended, Farren sent for home with a plethora of bags filled with maternity blouses and dresses. Feeling relieved that she now had clothes to feel pretty in again, the brunette happily took them to her room and tossed the bags on the bed, removing a pretty floral dress from one of them with a deep neck line in the front. It seemed that before she got pregnant, there wasn't much to show in a v-neck dress, and now, she could fill one out. Sliding out of her baggy t-shirt and sweats, she slid into the dress carefully, pulling the zipper up the side before looking at herself in the mirror. Smiling, it seemed that for the first time in quite awhile, she looked cute, pretty even. She had almost forgotten how it felt.
Removing the tag from the back, she walked into the kitchen, not bothering to change back into her other clothes. Sometimes someone just needs to feel like they aren't ugly for once.
Catching her reflection in the microwave, she glanced down at the large belly staring back at her. Raising a hand, the girl rested it on top of her belly, easing her hand down to the center where her naval was. Feeling a slight kick, Farren laughed. Perhaps having a child wasn't so bad at all, and perhaps she could be happy again. There was just one thing missing....him