Nef’s POV
Telling my mom made it better. She was disappointed that I got knocked up without being married but she still loved me. The thought of her first grandchild was exciting and her excitement rubbed off on me. My mom, Sasha, and I hid out in my room talking about names. I wanted Qeb, Father of the Earth, but Sasha wanted Tau, lion. My mom agreed with me that Qeb was a good name for a boy. I’m convinced that Sasha only disliked the name Qeb because he had trouble pronouncing it. It was fun to watch him try.
“What about for a girl?” my mom asked.
“Nefetari,” Sasha said without hesitation.
“Come on mom did you really think I would go for anything else?”
Her eyes were glossy when she pulled us into a hug. She then bombarded us with questions about prenatal care, vitamins, my appetite or lack thereof.
“I have to fight with her to eat,” Sasha tattled.
“I’m not hungry. I know when I’m hungry and when I am I eat.”
My mother narrowed her eyes at me. I hadn’t been eating well and there was no hiding that. When I’m overly stressed my appetite is the first thing to go. I could go days without eating. When Sasha was on the road he couldn’t be there to watch me.
“I’ll do better,” I said. I was healthy but as my pregnancy progressed I would have to pay more attention to what I was doing and what I was eating.
We were up pretty late talking. Telling my brothers had been easier than I expected. Khai and Set were excited. They were going to be uncles. Im was more reserved but didn’t like the idea of me possibly moving away with Sasha if it came down to that.
“You better work hard to keep your ass in D.C. because you are not taking my sister away from me.”
My dad didn’t really speak to us again. He remained quiet but my mother spoke enough for all of us. I hadn’t started showing yet but Sasha, my mom, and my brothers couldn’t keep their hands off my stomach.
“I’m not showing yet. Stop it you weirdos!”
We’d cleared the second hurdle. I found myself smiling more. Things seemed lighter now that I had people on my side. “You won’t be alone,” my mother promised. I was lying in bed that night thinking about Christmas day when I heard my door open. Sasha should have been asleep in the guest room not sneaking into my room.
“You’re going to get us into trouble,” I said.
‘Your father already hate me. It can’t get much worse with him.”
Sasha crawled under the covers and curled up beside me. His arms were tight around me.
“Sasha?”
“Huh?”
“I’m happy.” I felt his arms tighten around me even more so and his lips found my temple.
“Me too.”
Sasha’s POV
When I walked into the locker room for our game at Carolina the day after Christmas I saw a two cigars and a lighter sitting in my stall. I looked over at Ovi and he motioned for me to follow him. We went to the equipment loading dock. It was for the most part empty as most people were setting up for the game.
”Nef called and told me I can finally congratulate you.” He handed me a cigar and we lit them.
”I’m going to be a father,” I said. This was the first time I said that out loud. I’d always said Nef’s pregnant or we’re having a baby, never that I was going to be a father. It felt good to finally say it.
I told him that Nef had agreed to move in with me once we got everything figured out, after graduation, after the baby was born, and after I signed a new contract. I told him that if I did end up leaving D.C Nef would come with me if I signed a contract for longer than a year.
”Congratulations, my friend.”
I called Nef so that Ovie could talk to her.
”Mommy!” Ovi said into the phone.
She threatened to kick him in the knees the next time she saw him. Nef is going to be a mother and I’m going to be a father. After the game I called Nef and she broke the news to her roommates.
“So you’re moving in with him?”
“Possibly, if he gets a contract extension in DC then yes. If he signs for more than a year somewhere else I’m going with him.”
“Why a year?” Jackie asked.
“Because it will be the first year of the baby’s life and I don’t want to be without my mom. If he signs for a year I’ll move back home. If it’s longer than a year I’ll move with him and my mom has offered to take a leave of absence from work when the season starts to help out.”
“What about your dad?” Jesse asked.
“Oh he’s no longer speaking to me. He’s happy that we have a workable plan and that we’re staying together but he’s pissed we’re not getting married.”
Both Jackie and Jesse understood that Nef didn’t want to get married because she was pregnant. I had finally gotten her to stop saying she was knocked up.
Sunday, December 26, 2010
Wednesday, December 22, 2010
Chapter 69 – All too soon
Soundtrack: Josh Groban – Hidden Away
Sasha’s POV
Nef is done for the semester. She’s just finished her final exams. Her Christmas is a couple weeks away and we’re going to tell her parents that we’re expecting a baby. I have no idea where time is going. It’s going by much quicker than I expected. Our day to day lives hadn’t changed much. We'd had a pretty bad losing streaking and I hadn't been producing the same way I'd been at the beginning of the season. I'd had a lot on my mind lately. We hadn’t directly focused on the baby much until now. Our immediate focus was finishing the semester, telling her family, and telling my family.
We’d had one prenatal care visit. Nef was healthy and the baby was developing well. It would still be another few months before we found out if it was a boy or a girl. If it was a girl we already had a name: Nefetari Alexandrovich Semina. We were following the female naming convention of her family and the Russian patronymic naming convention. If it was a boy we were still deciding on names. We had the patronymic and last name but we were still thinking it over. Nef wanted the name Qeb, meaning father of the Earth, but I was partial to Tau, meaning lion.
I couldn’t tell if Nef was happy about the baby. She was accepting but she wasn’t bubbling with excitement. I was happy. No, it hadn’t been planned and yes there were still so many things that needed to be worked out but I was having a child with the woman I love. I wanted her to be happy. I wanted her to want this, not just go through it.
All too soon we were driving to Nef’s parents’ house on Christmas Eve. When we pulled into the drive way I didn’t move to get out of the car.
”Nef, can I ask you something?”
”Yes.”
”Are you happy with this? I know you’re dealing with this and you’re accepting it but are you happy?”
She exhaled deeply. I was almost afraid of what she would say. Neither of us believed in abortion. We didn’t judge those who did but that was never an option for us. I wasn’t particularly worried about what she would say about that but I didn’t want her to feel forced.
”I’m getting there,” she said slowly. ”I can’t say that I'm not worried or mad at myself for letting this happen but we’re having a child whether or not I’m happy or ready. I’m not unhappy; after all I’m having a child with the man I love. I do wish that it happened later, after I’d graduated, after your contract was figured out, hell even after marriage.”
Nef’s family was very much so concerned with having children out of wedlock. It wasn’t going to go over well. We both knew that. My family was a little more forgiving with regard to that.
”It doesn’t have to be out of wedlock,” I said to her.
”Don’t do that.” she said her voice harsher than I expected. ”If and when we decide to get married it will be because we decided to, not because I got knocked up.”
”Well we’re deciding to. I love you and when I promised you that I meant it. I wouldn’t offer you something I didn’t mean. You’re graduating in May and I was hoping that once you finished school you would consider moving in with me.”
”You go back to Russia every summer. I need my mom when I have this child. I can’t go with you.” She looked away from me.
”Did you really think I would miss the birth of my first child? I never stayed during the summer because I never had a real reason to but now, between you and the baby, I have every reason to stay. I want to resign here. I want to stay in DC; I’m hoping that we’ll find out in a little while.”
”If you don’t resign here and you sign somewhere else for a one year deal I probably won’t go with you. It would be too hard to have a newborn baby in a new place with no family especially if you may not be there for long but I want to be with you. So I guess I’m saying that even if you don’t resign in DC, if you sign for longer than a year somewhere else I’ll go with you.”
”Really?”
”Yes.”
I opened the car door for her and held her hand as we walked up to the house. She’d tried to grab her overnight bag out of the car but I wouldn’t let her carry it.
”I’m pregnant, not crippled.”
Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever. Let me be the charming, polite, gentleman that I wanted to be. I could tell Nef was nervous. We’d decided to tell her parents when we first got there rather than wait until it was time to leave. Adjo was in the study when we got there. Mrs. Hassan hugged us both and said that she was happy to see us. I wondered how much longer that was going to last. Her father and I had been getting along since I came back to the States. He could tell that Nef and I were serious about our relationship and that we were willing to do whatever it took to make it work.
“Mom, dad, there’s something I need to tell you.”
I wasn’t nervous until Nef said those words. In truth it didn’t matter what they said, whether or not they accepted this. Nef and I are having a baby. I was however, nervous about how this would affect her relationship with her parents. As far as I knew her parents would love her no matter what. They would be disappointed and they could push for us to be married – I knew Nef would fight that. She made that painfully clear. I guess I was nervous because things were about to get a lot harder than they needed to be.
“There is no easy way to say this so let’s just say it. I’m pregnant.”
Silence. Long awkward silence.
“How far along,” her mom asked.
“8 weeks.”
“How did this happen? You told us you were being safe?” Her father.
“We were. The doctor said that the birth control she was on just didn’t work as well for her,” I chimed in.
“What are you going to do?” Her father.
“We’re going to have a baby. I’m not due until the end of July and I only have one more semester of school left before I graduate. Sasha can’t begin negotiations for a new contract until after the New Year. He wants to stay here but we don’t know if that will happen right now.”
“And if he doesn’t stay in DC?” Her mother.
“If he doesn’t stay in DC and if he signs a contract for longer than a year, I’ve said that I’ll go with him. However, I can’t leave home and have a newborn in a new place with no family or support. It doesn’t make sense to go if he only signs for a year. That would be too hard for me, but for right now – until after the baby is born I’ll be here.”
“If I do get traded I won’t know where I’ll be signed until right before the baby is born. I can always not sign with the team I traded to. I work with agent to stay here. I hope I do stay here.”
“You have decided to stay together.” Her father. That was a statement and not a question.
“I love her. That not change because we have baby. It not planned but I having a child with the woman I love. I promise her I be here for her and be with her and I mean it.”
“If you love each other why aren’t you getting married?” Her father.
“No. Flat out no. I won’t get married just because I’m pregnant. If we get married it will be because we want to not because we’re forced or we have to.”
I could tell that was not the answer that he was looking for.
I took Nef’s hand in mine. “I tell her we can get married but I respect her decision. I love her and I happy to be with her. We decide we wait until we ready to get married. We wait until it good for both of us to get married.”
Her mom, who had been sitting on the arm of the desk chair her father, was sitting in walked over to us. She pulled Nef into a tight hug and said “I wish you would have waited but I love you, sweetheart.”
“I wish we would have waited to,” she said, “but as things happen I got knocked up and you’re going to be a grandmother.”
“Have you told your parents yet?” her father asked me.
“No, they still in Russia and we not want to tell them over the phone. They not come until January 5, we tell them then.”
“I don’t like this but you two have made up your minds. I wish you the best,” he said before leaving the study.
I knew that wasn’t good. Nef looked like she wanted to cry but she didn’t. She followed her father out of the study and said “Well I guess that’s the best I can hope for from you.”
She went up stairs to her room and her mother and I followed her. She stretched out on her bed with her hands on her stomach. Nefetiri sat on one side of her and I sat on the other.
“He’ll come around,” her mom said.
“I don’t care; all I care about is having a healthy, happy baby. It’s taken me a while to come to grips with this but I have and I’m having this baby.” She smiled and in that moment I knew that she wanted this. I knew that she wanted this child as much as I did.
“I take it you were just as surprised as we were?”
“She freak out. In doctor’s office I think she was having a panic attack.”
Nef swatted at me but smiled. Her initial reaction hadn’t necessarily been a good one. I placed my hand on top of her hands on her stomach.
“I happy. I scared. I worried. I everything but I excited to have baby with her. When we ready we get married.”
“Who says I want to get married at all?”
“I do. When we ready you marry me. No other option.” That got a laugh out of her.
“I’m pretty sure your mother won’t go for that.”
“She not marry you. I am, besides my father love you. He think you amazing girl so he tell mom to keep quiet.”
All three of us laughed at that. It wasn’t perfect but we had an ally in Nefetiri.
“I’m going to be a grandmother,” she said.
Sasha’s POV
Nef is done for the semester. She’s just finished her final exams. Her Christmas is a couple weeks away and we’re going to tell her parents that we’re expecting a baby. I have no idea where time is going. It’s going by much quicker than I expected. Our day to day lives hadn’t changed much. We'd had a pretty bad losing streaking and I hadn't been producing the same way I'd been at the beginning of the season. I'd had a lot on my mind lately. We hadn’t directly focused on the baby much until now. Our immediate focus was finishing the semester, telling her family, and telling my family.
We’d had one prenatal care visit. Nef was healthy and the baby was developing well. It would still be another few months before we found out if it was a boy or a girl. If it was a girl we already had a name: Nefetari Alexandrovich Semina. We were following the female naming convention of her family and the Russian patronymic naming convention. If it was a boy we were still deciding on names. We had the patronymic and last name but we were still thinking it over. Nef wanted the name Qeb, meaning father of the Earth, but I was partial to Tau, meaning lion.
I couldn’t tell if Nef was happy about the baby. She was accepting but she wasn’t bubbling with excitement. I was happy. No, it hadn’t been planned and yes there were still so many things that needed to be worked out but I was having a child with the woman I love. I wanted her to be happy. I wanted her to want this, not just go through it.
All too soon we were driving to Nef’s parents’ house on Christmas Eve. When we pulled into the drive way I didn’t move to get out of the car.
”Nef, can I ask you something?”
”Yes.”
”Are you happy with this? I know you’re dealing with this and you’re accepting it but are you happy?”
She exhaled deeply. I was almost afraid of what she would say. Neither of us believed in abortion. We didn’t judge those who did but that was never an option for us. I wasn’t particularly worried about what she would say about that but I didn’t want her to feel forced.
”I’m getting there,” she said slowly. ”I can’t say that I'm not worried or mad at myself for letting this happen but we’re having a child whether or not I’m happy or ready. I’m not unhappy; after all I’m having a child with the man I love. I do wish that it happened later, after I’d graduated, after your contract was figured out, hell even after marriage.”
Nef’s family was very much so concerned with having children out of wedlock. It wasn’t going to go over well. We both knew that. My family was a little more forgiving with regard to that.
”It doesn’t have to be out of wedlock,” I said to her.
”Don’t do that.” she said her voice harsher than I expected. ”If and when we decide to get married it will be because we decided to, not because I got knocked up.”
”Well we’re deciding to. I love you and when I promised you that I meant it. I wouldn’t offer you something I didn’t mean. You’re graduating in May and I was hoping that once you finished school you would consider moving in with me.”
”You go back to Russia every summer. I need my mom when I have this child. I can’t go with you.” She looked away from me.
”Did you really think I would miss the birth of my first child? I never stayed during the summer because I never had a real reason to but now, between you and the baby, I have every reason to stay. I want to resign here. I want to stay in DC; I’m hoping that we’ll find out in a little while.”
”If you don’t resign here and you sign somewhere else for a one year deal I probably won’t go with you. It would be too hard to have a newborn baby in a new place with no family especially if you may not be there for long but I want to be with you. So I guess I’m saying that even if you don’t resign in DC, if you sign for longer than a year somewhere else I’ll go with you.”
”Really?”
”Yes.”
I opened the car door for her and held her hand as we walked up to the house. She’d tried to grab her overnight bag out of the car but I wouldn’t let her carry it.
”I’m pregnant, not crippled.”
Yeah, yeah, yeah whatever. Let me be the charming, polite, gentleman that I wanted to be. I could tell Nef was nervous. We’d decided to tell her parents when we first got there rather than wait until it was time to leave. Adjo was in the study when we got there. Mrs. Hassan hugged us both and said that she was happy to see us. I wondered how much longer that was going to last. Her father and I had been getting along since I came back to the States. He could tell that Nef and I were serious about our relationship and that we were willing to do whatever it took to make it work.
“Mom, dad, there’s something I need to tell you.”
I wasn’t nervous until Nef said those words. In truth it didn’t matter what they said, whether or not they accepted this. Nef and I are having a baby. I was however, nervous about how this would affect her relationship with her parents. As far as I knew her parents would love her no matter what. They would be disappointed and they could push for us to be married – I knew Nef would fight that. She made that painfully clear. I guess I was nervous because things were about to get a lot harder than they needed to be.
“There is no easy way to say this so let’s just say it. I’m pregnant.”
Silence. Long awkward silence.
“How far along,” her mom asked.
“8 weeks.”
“How did this happen? You told us you were being safe?” Her father.
“We were. The doctor said that the birth control she was on just didn’t work as well for her,” I chimed in.
“What are you going to do?” Her father.
“We’re going to have a baby. I’m not due until the end of July and I only have one more semester of school left before I graduate. Sasha can’t begin negotiations for a new contract until after the New Year. He wants to stay here but we don’t know if that will happen right now.”
“And if he doesn’t stay in DC?” Her mother.
“If he doesn’t stay in DC and if he signs a contract for longer than a year, I’ve said that I’ll go with him. However, I can’t leave home and have a newborn in a new place with no family or support. It doesn’t make sense to go if he only signs for a year. That would be too hard for me, but for right now – until after the baby is born I’ll be here.”
“If I do get traded I won’t know where I’ll be signed until right before the baby is born. I can always not sign with the team I traded to. I work with agent to stay here. I hope I do stay here.”
“You have decided to stay together.” Her father. That was a statement and not a question.
“I love her. That not change because we have baby. It not planned but I having a child with the woman I love. I promise her I be here for her and be with her and I mean it.”
“If you love each other why aren’t you getting married?” Her father.
“No. Flat out no. I won’t get married just because I’m pregnant. If we get married it will be because we want to not because we’re forced or we have to.”
I could tell that was not the answer that he was looking for.
I took Nef’s hand in mine. “I tell her we can get married but I respect her decision. I love her and I happy to be with her. We decide we wait until we ready to get married. We wait until it good for both of us to get married.”
Her mom, who had been sitting on the arm of the desk chair her father, was sitting in walked over to us. She pulled Nef into a tight hug and said “I wish you would have waited but I love you, sweetheart.”
“I wish we would have waited to,” she said, “but as things happen I got knocked up and you’re going to be a grandmother.”
“Have you told your parents yet?” her father asked me.
“No, they still in Russia and we not want to tell them over the phone. They not come until January 5, we tell them then.”
“I don’t like this but you two have made up your minds. I wish you the best,” he said before leaving the study.
I knew that wasn’t good. Nef looked like she wanted to cry but she didn’t. She followed her father out of the study and said “Well I guess that’s the best I can hope for from you.”
She went up stairs to her room and her mother and I followed her. She stretched out on her bed with her hands on her stomach. Nefetiri sat on one side of her and I sat on the other.
“He’ll come around,” her mom said.
“I don’t care; all I care about is having a healthy, happy baby. It’s taken me a while to come to grips with this but I have and I’m having this baby.” She smiled and in that moment I knew that she wanted this. I knew that she wanted this child as much as I did.
“I take it you were just as surprised as we were?”
“She freak out. In doctor’s office I think she was having a panic attack.”
Nef swatted at me but smiled. Her initial reaction hadn’t necessarily been a good one. I placed my hand on top of her hands on her stomach.
“I happy. I scared. I worried. I everything but I excited to have baby with her. When we ready we get married.”
“Who says I want to get married at all?”
“I do. When we ready you marry me. No other option.” That got a laugh out of her.
“I’m pretty sure your mother won’t go for that.”
“She not marry you. I am, besides my father love you. He think you amazing girl so he tell mom to keep quiet.”
All three of us laughed at that. It wasn’t perfect but we had an ally in Nefetiri.
“I’m going to be a grandmother,” she said.
Monday, December 6, 2010
Chapter 68 – Distracted
Sasha’s POV
”You seem distracted. What’s up? You and Nef doing okay?” Ovi asked after the morning skate against Carolina.
We’d played New Jersey Monday night, spent time with Val and Nef before we flew out to North Carolina and they drove back to D.C. It hadn’t been my best game.
”Yeah, we’re doing okay. There’s just a lot going on right now.”
It had been a couple of weeks since we found out Nef was pregnant. I was spending the Thanksgiving holiday with Nef and her family and we’d decided that we would wait until next month to tell them. She needed to focus on school. There were only a few weeks of the semester left for her and I didn’t want the wrath of her parents to distract her. I knew this wasn’t going to go over well. Her family was loving and caring but I expected shock and disappointment. Her father, as accommodating and nice as he had been recently, would be livid. I could expect nothing less from a father.
I knew my mother wouldn’t react well. There was no doubt about that but I knew that my father would be excited. Before I left to come to D.C. we had a talk where he told me that he was happy I was settling down with Nef. I talked to him frequently over the phone during the past couple of months. Nef and I’s relationship was growing stronger, going deeper and I needed him to talk to. He gave me advice on how to handle disagreements and how to make our relationship stronger. He did after all have more than 30 years of experience in the matter.
Normally on the road if we don’t like what’s being offered at the hotel we go out together in groups for the pregame meals. Some of the guys wanted to go to an Italian restaurant not too far from the hotel but Ovi asked me to go out with him instead. We took a cab to a diner. It was small and out of the way.
”Okay, spill it. What’s going on?”
”Nef’s pregnant.” His eyes went wide.
”How?”
”Her birth control failed. The doctor said it wasn’t good for her. Nef’s completely freaked and this couldn’t have happened at a worst time.”
”What are you going to do?”
”We’re going to have a baby. You’re the first person to know so far. We haven’t told our families yet.”
Looking back on those few weeks I don’t remember much about them. We were trying to get through each day one at a time. I told Nef that I told Ovi. She was happy because it gave us someone to talk to. We’d both been carrying around this secret, trying so hard to keep it from everyone. It felt good to have someone to talk to, someone listen. Ovi may seem like a lumbering Neanderthal but he’s sharp and very intelligent.
“I’m scared shitless. I don’t know what to do. What if Sasha and I don’t work out? What if he decides this too much for him?” I overheard Nef say to Ovi on the phone after the game against Carolina.
“You really think he will leave you?”
“I don’t know Ovi. He’s been…perfect so far. He’s been strong when I haven’t been able to but Ovi we’ve only been together for a year and this is a big thing. It’s a huge thing!”
“He’s scared too. He’s worried too. He not know about new contract yet. He not know about future but he knows he wants you. Yes, now is not a good time for a baby but the baby is coming so you have to get ready. It time to get ready and grow up.”
Nef’s POV
“He’s scared too. He’s worried too. He not know about new contract yet. He not know about future but he knows he wants you. Yes, now is not a good time for a baby but the baby is coming so you have to get ready. It time to get ready and grow up.”
Grow up. That’s what Ovi said to me. I had spent the last couple of weeks lamenting about how this couldn’t have come at a worst possible time. When Sasha arrived at my parents’ house for Thanksgiving he seemed different. He wasn’t as distracted as he’d been before. There was a shift in him that I could only attribute to our conversations with Ovi. Sasha ended up telling him that I was pregnant. I wasn’t mad, if fact I was really happy.
I ended up spilling my guts to Ovi, telling him all of the things that I had been so afraid of. He then proceeded to tell me that I wasn’t alone and that Sasha was completely freaked out too. What should have made me nervous or scared that he could leave me made me happy. It made me happy because the one thing that was certain in a sea of uncertainty was that Sasha wanted me.
I think it’s time that I start growing up. Accept the things that I can’t change and work to change the things that I can.
”You seem distracted. What’s up? You and Nef doing okay?” Ovi asked after the morning skate against Carolina.
We’d played New Jersey Monday night, spent time with Val and Nef before we flew out to North Carolina and they drove back to D.C. It hadn’t been my best game.
”Yeah, we’re doing okay. There’s just a lot going on right now.”
It had been a couple of weeks since we found out Nef was pregnant. I was spending the Thanksgiving holiday with Nef and her family and we’d decided that we would wait until next month to tell them. She needed to focus on school. There were only a few weeks of the semester left for her and I didn’t want the wrath of her parents to distract her. I knew this wasn’t going to go over well. Her family was loving and caring but I expected shock and disappointment. Her father, as accommodating and nice as he had been recently, would be livid. I could expect nothing less from a father.
I knew my mother wouldn’t react well. There was no doubt about that but I knew that my father would be excited. Before I left to come to D.C. we had a talk where he told me that he was happy I was settling down with Nef. I talked to him frequently over the phone during the past couple of months. Nef and I’s relationship was growing stronger, going deeper and I needed him to talk to. He gave me advice on how to handle disagreements and how to make our relationship stronger. He did after all have more than 30 years of experience in the matter.
Normally on the road if we don’t like what’s being offered at the hotel we go out together in groups for the pregame meals. Some of the guys wanted to go to an Italian restaurant not too far from the hotel but Ovi asked me to go out with him instead. We took a cab to a diner. It was small and out of the way.
”Okay, spill it. What’s going on?”
”Nef’s pregnant.” His eyes went wide.
”How?”
”Her birth control failed. The doctor said it wasn’t good for her. Nef’s completely freaked and this couldn’t have happened at a worst time.”
”What are you going to do?”
”We’re going to have a baby. You’re the first person to know so far. We haven’t told our families yet.”
Looking back on those few weeks I don’t remember much about them. We were trying to get through each day one at a time. I told Nef that I told Ovi. She was happy because it gave us someone to talk to. We’d both been carrying around this secret, trying so hard to keep it from everyone. It felt good to have someone to talk to, someone listen. Ovi may seem like a lumbering Neanderthal but he’s sharp and very intelligent.
“I’m scared shitless. I don’t know what to do. What if Sasha and I don’t work out? What if he decides this too much for him?” I overheard Nef say to Ovi on the phone after the game against Carolina.
“You really think he will leave you?”
“I don’t know Ovi. He’s been…perfect so far. He’s been strong when I haven’t been able to but Ovi we’ve only been together for a year and this is a big thing. It’s a huge thing!”
“He’s scared too. He’s worried too. He not know about new contract yet. He not know about future but he knows he wants you. Yes, now is not a good time for a baby but the baby is coming so you have to get ready. It time to get ready and grow up.”
Nef’s POV
“He’s scared too. He’s worried too. He not know about new contract yet. He not know about future but he knows he wants you. Yes, now is not a good time for a baby but the baby is coming so you have to get ready. It time to get ready and grow up.”
Grow up. That’s what Ovi said to me. I had spent the last couple of weeks lamenting about how this couldn’t have come at a worst possible time. When Sasha arrived at my parents’ house for Thanksgiving he seemed different. He wasn’t as distracted as he’d been before. There was a shift in him that I could only attribute to our conversations with Ovi. Sasha ended up telling him that I was pregnant. I wasn’t mad, if fact I was really happy.
I ended up spilling my guts to Ovi, telling him all of the things that I had been so afraid of. He then proceeded to tell me that I wasn’t alone and that Sasha was completely freaked out too. What should have made me nervous or scared that he could leave me made me happy. It made me happy because the one thing that was certain in a sea of uncertainty was that Sasha wanted me.
I think it’s time that I start growing up. Accept the things that I can’t change and work to change the things that I can.
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