Push!
Well, no one is going to jail! At least not now.Lena has been good to her word; there have been no problems. Rose and Lily have been good to their words about how they were feeling. The only real change is that they have attached more strongly to Jake.
Nic2x and I have a talk about the RN degree and what had gone on relating to that and babies. It seems I was completely left out of the loop on that whole matter. It's not that I needed to be in the loop, it's just that I feel miffed that I was not included. At least now I know why Nic2x is not pregnant. I don't think she really wants to be a nurse, but it is the best way to secure the H-1 visa and that is crucial for her. Besides Jake laughingly told us that when he gets really old, he will need medical care, and Nic2x will be the one in charge. Nic2x is not grinning. All she says is that she better become a doctor if that is the case.
So everything settles down and returns to normal as much as we can have it. Abe is growing up and developing a real personality. I am the only one pregnant and due any day now. Rose and Lily benefit (they tell me), as they have far more access to Jake than they have had in the past, now that Lena is not here on weekends and I am not in Jake's bed. I have sworn off sex for the duration.
Lily gives me a lotion and oil bath twice a day. Jake takes time with me everyday. We sit and talk and also go for walks. I am so over this pregnancy stuff. I want it to be done with. I am about to be a nineteen-year-old mother. That fact is not scary, as I will have my mother right here the whole time. I do not have to raise my child alone. No, my child will have a Mom, Dad, Grandmother and three aunts under the same roof. I consider myself lucky. As to the sex of the baby inside me, I have no idea. There have been sonograms but each time I told the nurse I didn't want to know the sex of my baby.
I am feeling blue. I am HUGE. I waddle instead of walk. All I want to do is sleep and eat. And I am constantly needing to pee! How unsexy – how unromantic is that?
Rose is now seventeen. She is gorgeous. I am so jealous. I am a whale and she is this beauty queen. How did I let this happen? Rose is more beautiful than Gel, Nic2x and, of course, me. Her breasts are larger and perfectly firm. Her skin is flawless. Her hips are wider and sexier than are the rest of ours. Her hair is perfect. Her calves look miraculous in heels. And adding insult to injury, her belly is perfectly flat. She is sweet in her manner, always courteous and good-natured. Jake tells me she has developed into a champion when it comes to giving head. Worst of all, it was my desires that brought her into the family! God, what have I done to myself?
[Translated from Tagalog]
Gel! What are you laughing about?
You! I was watching you as you stared at Rose as she left the room. My child, are you angry with Rose?
Jealous, envious, frustrated, confused, hurt. I don't know.
Why child? What has she done?
Nothing other than be perfect.
What are you talking about?
Have you seen the way Jake looks at her?
Oh, OK, yes, sure. He can't get enough of her. It's cute.
Cute? Oh Mom, really? You call how he looks at her, cute?
Cin, he goes through that with each of us at some point. You ought to know that.
If you say so. I don't think it’s cute. I'm a whale. He looks at me and he sees a whale and then he looks at her and his tongue is hanging out.
Do you think your husband doesn't love you anymore?
No, I guess I know he loves me, but not like he loves Rose!
Oh, Cin, I know what you are feeling. I felt the same way when I was carrying Abe. I still felt that way after Abe was born. I had lost my flat belly. I didn't feel sexy enough for Jake. You were seventeen, Nic2x was seventeen and a knockout – she still is. I was really down in the dumps. Don't you remember?
Yes, but I thought that was what is called postpartum depression.
Well, maybe that was part of it, but not all of it.
So, how did you get over it? You don't seem depressed now.
Remember when Jake took me on a trip to Denver for five days? You and Nic2x took care of Abe, remember?
OK, sure, I remember.
Why do you think we did that?
Oh ... Jake was telling you he loved you and that was never going to change.
Close. Yes, you are right, the message was he loved me and that was never going to change even though there would be younger and prettier girls in his life, no one could ever take my place with him. He wasn't going to lie to me and tell me I was prettier. I wasn't and I am not now. But no one in this family can take my place and never will. The same is true for you. Yes, Rose is prettier than we are, and Jake enjoys her beauty, but she can't replace us in his heart. Rose knows that. You should know that. Jake told me he told you that earlier in your pregnancy. Did he not do that?
Huh? ... Oh yes, I guess he did, but maybe he told me that too early in my pregnancy.
He told me he felt guilty because he hadn't told that to me earlier!
Oh Mom, I guess there is no good time.
I will have to tell that to Jake. Maybe it will make him happier. [giggle]
Maybe ... but God, Mom, Rose is so beautiful.
Be patient Cin, Rose desperately wants to get pregnant as soon as possible. We are about ready to pull her off the pill. Then she will have to stay out of Jake's bed until she turns eighteen and starts taking the fertility pills. Once she is with child, that flat belly will be no more, at least for a while. Beauty is God's way of insuring that some man makes us pregnant. But once we are ... well let's just say after that, we had better hope our man loves us for who we are and not completely what we look like.
But Jake does care about what we look like.
Yes ... he does, up to a point. None of us are ugly or fat, and so long as we take care of ourselves, Jake is happy with us.
Did he tell you that?
No, it's just how he is.
What Mom has told me does help, but I decide I need more sisterly assurance. Nic2x is still up at the college, but she will be home for supper. I will talk with her before bedtime.
In the meantime, I swear I know I shouldn't react so strongly every time I get these Braxton Hicks contractions. They started toward the end of the second trimester. (God! I sound like my Ob/Gyn.) Anyway if these are practice contractions, I'm sure as hell all practiced up. Gel just smiles and reminds me I couldn't wait to get pregnant. Then, between fits of laughter, she tells me that God is just reminding me of the consequences of my desires. Time to pee and then a nap.
Even a two hour nap is heaven. That's just what I get. Rose is helping Gel, by watching Abe, while Gel gets supper ready.
It's just before 4pm and I walk into Jake's office. As usual he's typing something. He minimizes it when I walk in. I kid him about secret lovers and he responds by saying I wouldn't want to read about myself on the screen. He's teasing of course. He probably doesn't want an inadvertent error to creep in by an accidental touch while we are talking.
To what do I owe this visit, sweet Cin?
I need assurance, Jake.
Assurance?
That you actually love a whale.
Sperm, killer or humpback?
Filipino, bobo asawa. [stupid husband]
Ah. You feel like a whale?
You have to ask?
Well, you don't look like a whale to me. You look beautiful.
Oh, bullshit! I see how you look at Rose, and I see how you look at me.
Do you want sex, Cin? I was under the impression you wanted nothing to do with it at the moment.
No, I don't want sex. I am talking about how you look at me and at Rose.
So, you look at me, looking at Rose, as I wish I could make Rose as pregnant as you are, and you think I am thinking what?
You are not!
Oh, but I am.
Damn you, Jake, I came in here pretty pissed off, and feeling crappy, and you ruined it by making me both confused and flattered. That's not fair!
Sorry for ruining your pissed off, crappy feeling. What did you think I was thinking?
That I am a big ugly whale and Rose is a beautiful girl that you prefer.
Have I ever said anything like that?
I've seen how you look at her Jake.
I know, you already told me that.
So?
I think this is a bit of late stage, wish it was over, pregnancy emotions. I know you have been sleeping alone or with Lily lately, but sleep with me tonight. OK?
OK, but no sex.
Not with you, Cin, but is it OK if I hold your hand while I have sex with Rose?
Jake! How can you?
Trust me?
Jake!
Trust me, Cin.
OK, I guess.
Good. Now go. I have work to do.
It is 5:30pm and supper is on the table. I am so hungry. I eat and eat and eat. Not all at once. Very slowly, but non-stop, I work through the food at the table. It doesn't make me feel less like a blimp but I just can't help it. I need to eat. I am still eating as everyone else has left the table. I ask Nic2x to sit with me. She crinkles her brow, but stays seated across from me.
Whenever anyone else makes afridata, or caldoreta, they just put the vegetables in the pot, but Gel precooks by deep frying them and the result is a far better tasting dish. With each dish she cooks, she brings special skill. The result is amazing, like the lechon kawali, where she uses corn starch on the pork belly chucks after they are boiled but before she fries them. It's odd because my grandmother doesn't do any of these things. Nor does anyone else I know. Only Gel. I have asked her about how she learned to cook like this and all I get is a blank stare and a question, It tastes good, right?
As I work my way through my third helping of the afritada and my fourth helping of rice, Nic2x is sitting patiently. Ah, the rice. There are all sorts of different rice. Some long, some short. Gel buys a medium here in the USA in the Asian food supermarket, it's called Nishiki, but back in Mindanao I looked at what she bought there ... it is shorter. Mom says it is a locally grown variety and is not exported. It is so good that it is all consumed in the Philippines. Most rice is harder, drier and firmer when cooked, but ours is soft, moist but not squishy and has a nicer aroma. It works better with the rice paddle and becomes part of what ever dish Gel has cooked. We eat at the homes of other Filipinos, but no one cooks the same rice as Gel.
Did Gel get depressed in her ninth month?
Yes. Don't you remember?
No. I think I was too jealous of her.
Are you depressed?
Can't you tell? I have been crying and feeling grumpy.
She laughs a little. She pauses and kisses me on the forehead. She smiles, places a hand under my chin, and looks into my eyes.
No, I think I am too jealous of you. Why are you depressed? You have Jake's baby inside you!
But I am a whale; a blimp. I was never as pretty as you but now I am ugly!
Who told you that you are ugly?
Look at me! I don't need anyone to tell me what is obvious to my eyes.
No one in this house will agree with you. We are all – maybe with the exception of Gel – very jealous.
Huh. If you say so. Well, I sure don't feel that. I look at Rose and I am jealous of her.
On that we can agree! She is amazing.
Jake asked me to come to his bed tonight, but Rose will be in it and I am in no condition for any sex.
I will join you.
Time to pee. I sit with the family as we watch TV tonight. We will watch the TFC (The Filipino Channel) channel broadcasts of the most recent Pilipinos Got Talent for both Saturday and Sunday. We have them on the DVR. I like it better than the America's Got Talent show. There is no mean judge on the Filipino version like Piers Morgan. He is such a creep! Ai Ai, Miss Kris and Sir Freddy (FMG) Garcia are nice people. I don't always agree with them, but they are so sweet that it's OK.
It is only 9pm when Gel announces she is spending the night with Lily. Following which Rose takes Jake and Nic2x takes me and, with giggles and laughter, drags us into the master bedroom. In the bedroom, on the nightstand by me, is the body lotion I have been using a few times a day.
It's funny, but also clear that Nic2x and Rose have coordinated this scene. One on each side, Rose and Nic2x strip off the down comforter and its duvet cover from the bed. They turn down the soft white top sheet.
Nic2x gets busy undressing me as Rose works on Jake. Nic2x is quick but methodical. I don't have much on: a shift, bra, and panties. Rose has more work with Jake.
Nic2x smiles as she notices that I have started leaking a bit as my bra comes off. I just started leaking yesterday. She licks me clean. That feels so good. I am relaxed as Nic2x puts me on my back. I see that Jake is now on his back too. Jake takes my right hand with his left and holds it softly. Rose is naked as she turns off the bedroom lights and climbs onto the bed.
Nic2x slides in by my side. She starts applying lotion to me. She must have warmed up the lotion in her hands first because I feel none of the initial coolness I normally associate with the application. It feels good, comforting and relaxing.
A clock by the bed produces a little illumination now as my eyes adjust. Rose is giving Jake head. Nic2x is applying the lotion all over me. Most on my swollen belly, but also over the rest of my torso, arms, and legs. She covers the base of my breasts but not all of them. The reason is clear as she moves to suck my left breast as she rubs lotion in everywhere else.
Rose's mouth abandons Jake's dick and she re-positions herself, squatting over his rigid, saliva coated, member. I can see everything as his dick slides in her lowering pussy. Her pussy is bare like all of ours and the sight of her labia enveloping his penis is damned sexy. There is not a sound other than that of the mattress and of Rose's sigh as his pelvic bone meets her lowered form. Her nipples are sticking straight out and are above Jake, as he looks up at Rose's face. Rose is looking down at Jake. God, she is beautiful.
I am getting excited watching Rose fuck Jake, as Nic2x sucks the first colostrum from my breast and diddles with my clit. I continue to hold Jake's hand, which continues to grip me in a firm way. We are, for a moment, frozen in time; it is one of the most erotic sights I have ever seen.
Rose starts bouncing up and down.
Nic2x is sucking harder on my breast. She has a finger on my clit and one stating to snake up my ass. God! I told her no sex! Shit!
Rose is fingering her own clit as she enthusiastically bounces on Jake's dick. Jake is talking to her. She, grunting and between her strokes, answers. He is also squeezing my hand – he wants me to listen.
Want do you want Rose?
Rose grunts as she slams down hard.
I told you [down stroke] before. To give [down stroke] you a child [down stroke] like Cin.
Why?
I can [down stroke] not be [down stroke] truly yours [down stroke] until [down stroke] I do. [down stroke] Give me [down stroke] my baby [down stroke] Jake [down stroke]. Give [down stroke] it [down stroke] to [down stroke] me [down stroke] damn it [down stroke]. Make [down stroke] me [down stroke] like [down stroke] Cin!
Jake reaches up with his free hand and grabs a nipple. Rose screams and cums hard on Jake, pounding his ass deep into the mattress. Jake does not let go of Rose or me. He lets his cum loose inside of Rose who is screaming anew.
Nic2x has had me on the edge and I now start to do what I should not; I start to cum and cum hard ... and then – oh shit – oh fuck – oh no! I am having contractions and they are not Braxton Hicks! But no one knows this! They think I am cumming. I can't talk to tell them and they are in their own world as Jake did not go soft and he is continuing to fuck Rose into another orgasm. Rose is screaming.
I am screaming, Fuuuuuck! [gasp, gasp, gasp] Hosssspital! [gasp, gasp, gasp] Hosssspital! [gasp, gasp, gasp] Nowwww!
That does it. They freeze in the most amazing tableau. If I wasn't so engaged with having a baby at this very moment, I might have wanted to take a second to savor it, but what I want are their asses in gear. NOW!
And then, ... that's what I get. The lights are on, clothes are thrown on all, including me and off we go. There is colostrum on Nic2x's face. seventeen-year-old Rose wafts sex and has cum dripping down her legs. Jake is covered with Roses juices and his own cum under his jeans and he smells ripe. And then there is me, a real mess. We are a walking aroma factory of sex in all its stages.
The trip to the hospital takes ten minutes. It takes longer than that in admitting. We get some weird looks. We really are aromatic. But eventually both Nic2x and Jake are allowed to come with me. Rose is not allowed in – I hear them tell her to go to the waiting room.
The contractions are getting closer and closer. Oh my back! God, how long have I been here? My back is killing me.
Someone is saying that they don't need to shave me ... She sounds shocked. Why? Something is said about wiping me up. Oh God, contractions ... Where is Nic2x?
My water breaks. Where is Jake? Where is the Doctor? Thank God Nic2x is here. This is going to happen a lot faster than I thought. Oh God, the contractions! [Scream/gasp, scream/gasp scream/gasp breath, breath, breath].
My doctor is not here but I am wheeled into the delivery room. All I can think about are minutes of peace I get between the contractions and – God – the pain during them. [breath, breath, breath].
How long now? When did I get here? What time is it? All I can think about are seconds of peace I get between the contractions and – Oh, there's Jake. Good. Oh, shit the contractions! [Scream/gasp, scream/gasp scream/gasp breath, breath, breath].
Shit, this is no joy ride. It seems to go on forever. Where is Jake, where is Nic? What time is it?
I am screaming, I am crying. The pain, oh the pain. I think I see my doctor. How long? Oh God, [Scream/gasp, scream/gasp scream/gasp breath, breath, breath].
Where is Nic2x? I see Jake! What time...
The doctor's talking to me. I don't really hear him. And then I hear...
P-u-s-h!
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