Just One Yesterday

Two months had passed and I was officially counting down two months left before my due date. My MacBook was sitting on my lap as I typed up a few notices for the company I worked for. I was going on my “maternity leave” in four weeks and then I had three months of no work; I was looking forward to not having to deal with this bullshit for a while. Vic had been on tour for approzimently two months and would iChat / FaceTime me as much as he possibly could whenever he was in a service area. He wanted me to send pictures of my belly everyday just to see “his babygirl growing” as he so put it.

Jonah was trying his hardest to not be chaotic, but you can only imagine how boys are. He would help me often, though. With dinner, if I dropped something and couldn’t seem to pick it up, and even with our laundry. He really like separating the clothes. Every day after school he had a ton of tales of how his day went and how some boy in his class, Ruben, would get in some type of trouble on that day. The second grade seems awfully interesting. He tells me that he told his entire class that he’s gonna have a baby sister for Christmas so he’ll show them pictures of her later.

“What do you want to be for Halloween, Jo?” I asked as we were at home baking some cookies. (Halloween ones just to be in the spirit of things).

He was standing on the chair so he could reach the countertop when he was spewing out ideas that only his little brain could understand at a mile a minute. “I’m not sure because I wanted to be a Power Ranger but I think Ruben is gonna be a Power Ranger and I don’t want copy him. What about a Ninja Turtle?”

I looked over at him and smile softly, “That sounds like an amazing idea.” I placed the cookie dough onto the pan as I spoke. “You know, Uncle Tony loves the Ninja Turtles. You should ask him which one you should be.”

He nodded his head happily, “Let’s call him and daddy and ask!”

Nodding, I wiped my hands on a small kitchen towel and then grabbed my phone so I could FaceTime Tony. I touched the screen numerous times before the little noises that indicated the other person was trying to connect were playing and soon Tony’s face appeared on the screen. Jonah wiped his hands and then grabbed the phone from me as he asked loudly, “Uncle Tony! I want to be a Ninja Turtle for Halloween and I need to know which one is the coolest so I can be him!” Jonah shouted, his light brown eyes shining as he looked at the screen intently.

“Hey Jo! Let’s see, they are all pretty cool. But my favorite is Rafael. You know, the one with the red eye mask? He’s the rebel of the group.”

“Oooh, I like Rafael. Are you sure he’s the coolest one?”

Tony chuckled, “Yes little man. He is definitely the coolest. Where’s your mom at?”

“Okay. She’s right here. We’re making cookies. Tell my dad. Where is he?” Jonah seemed to speak quickly and excitedly.

“He’s taking a nap. Want me to wake him up?”

“No, let him sleep Tone.” I interjected from the sidelines.

“Alright, I’ll tell him to call y’all when he wakes up?”

I nodded at Jonah and he repeated the nod to Tony. “Okay, thank you uncle Tony!”

“You’re welcome, dude. Tell your mom I said hi, okay?” Jo nodded and then hung up the phone after they said their goodbyes.

Jonah carefully placed my phone back on the counter and then starting helping me again with the cookies. We put them in the oven and watched that Disney movie, Halloweentown, as we waited for them to bake. I really wanted to spend as much time as I possibly could with him before the baby got here. My biggest fear as him freaking out at the lack of attention or the adjustment to having a sibling. I know that if I were him, I’d be pissed. After all, I am an only child so if I ever were to get a sibling, I’d be kinda mad. But, I’m a brat so maybe it’s just me.

A couple of hours later, my phone lit up with Vic’s face coming on the screen in a small bubble. I slid my finger across the screen and his face showed up with a big smile, nothing unusal. “Well, hello darling.” Vic said happily, causing a sea of goosebumps to swim through me. I think I really missed him.
“Hey. How was your nap?” Nap. One sure sounded great right now. This baby is really taking the energy out of me.

“It was nice. Tone said you guys called?”

I nodded, “Yeah. Jo wants to be a Ninja Turtle but wasn’t sure which one. So we had to call the expert.”

His eyebrows scrunched together, “Heeey, I’m an expert on the Ninja Turtles too!”

“You do like them don’t you? Sorry hon, I forgot.” I stuck out my lip and he smiled softly.

“It’s okay. How are you feeling today?”

“Tired. Tired from doing nothing at all. I feel like I’m blowing up like a fucking whale this time around.”

“Don’t they say that having a boy is all stomach and a girl is when you really gain weight like everywhere else? Like Kim Kardashian did.”

“She didn’t even gain a lot of weight, people were just being super mean to her because of how thin she was before and how big she got during her pregnancy. She was carrying a human life in her body and people were calling her names. Those dicks.” I spoke my piece before nodding a little. “But yeah, I think that fact is right.”

He chuckled softly, “I wish I could be home with you right now.”

“I know. I really, really miss you Vic.”

“I’ll be home before you know it, Livvy. I swear to God and hope to die.”

I didn’t respond. I just bit the side of my lip as I studied the out of focus version of him that I’d been seeing of him over the last two months. We spoke for a little while, and I asked him how this huge tour was doing. Like always, he went on and on and on about how grateful he was for this moment and just being able to do this for a living.

And even though I was super happy for him, I couldn’t help but be a little selfish and wish he were here instead. That’s not too bad, right?

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While Jonah was at school, I went to go visit my mom. I felt like it had been ages since I last saw her, but it really only had been a week. She had made me a hot, steaming cup of chamomile tea and some absolutely amazing banana bread. We were sitting in the living room as she watched her novellas and I sat there eating so much banana bread that I could have easily turned into a banana.
“Have you come up with a plan yet for the birth?” She asked, her brown hair with blonde highlights shook as she spoke.

“Plan?” I asked with my mouth full. “What do you mean?”

“A plan. What if Vic isn’t back yet when you go into labor? Who’s gonna take you? What hospital are you gonna go too? Is your doctor gonna be available?” I chewed on my bread and shot her a dirty look as she asked 10,000 questions a minute.

“Um, he will be back. The tour ends December 1st, I’m not due until like two weeks after that. He’s gonna take me. If not, one of the girls. The same hospital I had Jonah at. And yes, my doctor will be available. He’s always available.”

“You’re so stubborn. You have to think these things out, Olivia Rose.”

I rolled my eyes, “Mom, you’re being annoying. I’ve had a kid before I’m not stupid.”

She stayed quiet for a moment and I thought I had won, but nope, I never win. “Is the nursery ready?”

“Oh my god, yes. It’s been ready for weeks.”

“Have you and Vic chosen a name yet?”

I shrugged, “I’m not choosing the name. He is. I don’t know if he’s picked one yet.”

Her eyes grew, “Why is he choosing the name?”

“Because he won the bet.”

“Bet? You two bet on your unborn children or what?”

I grinned, half because it’s funny, half because I wanted to annoy her. “Actually, we do. Have a little faith in Vic, mom. He’s not an idiot.” Even though he wanted to name Jonah, Santana. I thought to myself.

“Are you two ever going to get ma-“ She began with the question I didn’t want to hear.

“-Mom, please leave me and Vic alone. Especially about that. I told you when I am ready and when he is ready, we’ll do it. I don’t want to get married again – right now anyway.”

She spoke under her breath, “Two kids, engaged, known each other for one hundred years and yet, no marriage license.”

“MOM, HE AND I WERE MARRIED BEFORE. AND WE GOT A DIVORCE. CAN YOU LET US LIVE OUR LIVES. Jesus Christ.”

She chuckled annoyingly and I just continued to eat my bread and watch her stupid TV shows that she likes. She acts like I don’t ever think about that whole marriage conversation. I do. But, in like eight weeks, I’m gonna give birth to a baby girl. That’s obviously a bigger thing on my plate right now.

I looked down at my engagement ring and just how beautiful it was. I smiled softly knowing in my heart that Vic and I were meant to be together. Isn’t that enough?

Notes

Hey y'all, how are you all doing? I apologize from the bottom of my heart for not updating let alone a small author's note as to why I haven't updated in such a long time. Thank you to the users that commented on the story, telling me to hurry up. Believe me, it really did make me wanna hurry up and update. Anyway, the reason why I haven't updated either story is because I've just honestly been super busy with work. Now that school has started a week ago, I am now especially unavailable on Tuesdays and Thursdays but my absolute day off from work and school is on Wednesdays, so I'll try my very hardest to update then. Thank you so much for not hating me (even if you do that's perfectly fine) and I'm gonna try and update as much as I can for you all. :)

I'd love to hear some feedback and any ideas on baby names if you haven't messaged / commented some to me already. I'm still unsure on baby Fuentes #2's name. I have some new ideas (finally) for the story and what direction I'm gonna go in, so worry not...

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