maybe for Thanksgiving weekend. If we don’t, our parents will take it upon themselves.
I sit there and think about how I ended up here. I knew you’d fall for him, my sister’s voice echoes in my mind. She did tell me that after seeing him at our place all the time. Who knew she would be on to something? I am falling for him. Falling for the way he seems to be taking all this. He could’ve easily said he wanted nothing to do with it. Could’ve agreed to put the child up for adoption. Even an abortion would’ve made his issues go away. Instead, he urged me to think about doing this together. Despite the difficulties and hardship, and putting aside his reaction on the first day, Nick’s maturity has shocked me.
I’m sure he’s surprising a lot of people in his life right now. Those who know anyway.
Baby Daddy: What are you doing?
Nick got ahold of my phone after his game last weekend and changed his name from Football Player to Baby Daddy. Apparently, it was time for an upgrade. He asked me for my phone and pretended to be hurt when I showed him what he was under in my contacts. He burst out laughing as he changed what I had him saved as, laughing. He thought it was hilarious. I asked him what he had me as and I laughed when I saw “Smart Girl” was what he had me named.
Me: Right now? Laughing at your name on my phone.
Baby Daddy: It’s better than what it was! I am your baby daddy. You’re carrying my baby. If you want to change it to hubby, you just have to say yes to my offer. It still stands.
Nick has brought up the proposal thing two more times since he first asked. I turn it down every time. I wouldn’t want to marry someone simply because we both made a mistake. That seems careless.
Even though sometimes I like to think about the perfect family, Nick, our child, and I could be, I know that emotions are high right now. We’re facing the unexpected and we don’t really know how to go about it. He went from being the guy I slept with to the guy asking me to marry him after finding out I was pregnant in a matter of weeks. It’s all too fast, and honestly, I still don’t think it would work.
Baby Daddy: I see you’re thinking about it. I’ll wear you down soon enough ;).
I don’t know how he does it but every conversation I have with Nick ends up with me smiling down at my phone. This is yet another reason why my sister thinks I’m falling in love with him.
Me: My answer won’t change.
Baby Daddy: Sure it won’t. Just know I’m waiting for you. If you say yes, we can elope right now.
Me: Did you message me to remind me about your proposal?
Baby Daddy: No. I was texting to see if you needed anything. Food? Ice cream? A foot rub?
Me: It’s too early for ice cream. I have two classes today and won’t finish till 7 pm. Wait… You’d rub my feet?
Baby Daddy: You’re going to be the mother of my namesake, Nick Jr. I’d do anything for you.
Me: Nick Jr.? Yeah right. We don’t even know what we’re having and you’re already thinking about naming the child after you.
Baby Daddy: We’re having a boy. He’ll be just as stubborn and handsome as I am. He’ll be a great football player too. And he’ll be as smart as you. We’ll name him Nick. If it’s a girl, we’ll name her Nicole so that they’re still Nic Jr. Maybe we’ll have twins.
I roll my eyes.
Me: The doctor already told us it wasn’t twins. You’re ridiculous, I haven’t approved either of these names. Anyway, as long as we have a healthy baby, I don’t care what we have. But I’m praying they get more of my qualities than yours. I wouldn’t know how to deal with another you.
Baby Daddy: I’m not so bad. You chose me to be your baby daddy, remember?
Me: Stop it! You know I didn’t mean to choose to be pregnant.
Baby Daddy: I know, I know. So, should I come over, bring food, and give you a massage or something tonight after class?
Me: I’m good. I have legs that work, so I can get myself food. If I want a foot rub, I can pay for one.
Baby Daddy: Mine would be free ;). Can’t