Behind me

The after shock of Alex being alive lasted no more than 5 minutes as I wobbled my way down this never ending hall. It was like everytime I hit alittle momentum Blake would kick and I would lose my bearings. I wasn't use to having a belly. A watermelon to be exact. I named him Blake because Blake seemed like the perfect name for this mischievous troublemaker.

I didn't want to call him baby all day. "You like Blake right?" I breathlessly asked my son who thought it would be a good time to practice his karate. We had been going in circles for most of the walk. I would get a good rhythm going and he would decide it was a perfect time to beat me.

It never failed and now I needed to sit down but I knew if I did I wouldn't be going to the garden today. I would've called a maid for help but after what happened when I was packing, I would rather struggle than be judged.

"We can do this Blake." I whispered as I wobbled my way to the stairs that lead to the main floor. So clo