My Life With Cerebral Palsy

Chapter 15: "Girl's Day Out"

Saturday, October 3, 2048

Bayley's P.O.V.

I'm now 23 weeks pregnant. I'm six months along now.

One week after Taylor proposed, my friends, cousins and I are going shopping for the baby. We have nothing right now. I will need a lot of clothes, diapers, wipes, baby powder, a stroller, crib and that's just the beginning of getting everything the baby girl would need. I never thought about this until now. I only have seventeen more weeks until my daughter will be here. But, again, my doctor thinks I'll give birth early for our safety. I'm now finally six months pregnant. I have three more months until the baby is scheduled to arrive. Ugh, I'm so scared and nervous now. Taylor has been working over time due to the fact I could give birth early, so I could

give birth in two months. I don't know. But I could give birth at 36 weeks, the first week of nine months. I hope I do. My doctor will schedule my labor when I'm closer to my due date. School has been okay I guess. Now that I'm engaged to Taylor, everyone is excited for us, except for Zoey. She's clearly pissed that I'm going to be his wife someday. We are thinking about

getting married in a year. I'm not going to be getting married now. I want to focus on the baby and my pregnancy right now. I was up in my room when I heard my bedroom door being knocked on. I sighed as I finished my makeup and hair. "Come in!"

Georginna smiled. "Ahhh! You're getting married!" She was really excited.

Val smiled as she hugged me. "Girl! You landed a keeper!"

I laughed. "I did, didn't I?"

Eva nodded. "Yep!"

Jordyn walked into her cousin's room. "Taylor is out front. He's driving us to the mall. Let's go!"

I laughed. "Okay, okay." I grabbed my purse and phone and followed the girls, but before I headed out, my dad handed me $100. "Here. Spending it on anything you need."

"But...Dad, I can't…"

He shook his head. "You can. Take it."

I groaned. They were already paying for the crib and anything else we'd need. "Dad, no, I can't. You're paying for so much…"

Zach shook his head. "I want the best for my granddaughter, Bayley. Use it."

I just decided to take it. "Ugh. Fine." I took the $100, headed out to Taylor's car and got inside.

He smiled. "You ladies ready?"

We all nodded. "Yes."

He smiled as he headed off to the mall. He turned to me. "How are you feeling, babe?"

I smiled. "I'm feeling better. I can't believe I'm 23 weeks pregnant already. I feel like we just found out that I was pregnant."

Taylor laughed. "It definitely feels like it was just yesterday. Now we are only three months away from meeting our girl."

Val looked at Taylor. "By the way, I love Bay's ring. It's so her!"

Taylor smiled. "With her ring, I had some help…"

I turned to my fiancé. "Who else knew?"

Taylor smiled. "Jordyn knew…"

I turned to face my cousin, who chuckled. "Jordyn!"

Jordyn laughed. "I couldn't tell you! You had to be surprised!"

I shrugged my shoulders. "Okay, I understand. You couldn't tell me."

Georginna smiled. "I can't wait to go shopping for Rawlings. You two need a lot of things to prepare for her…"

I nodded. "We do. I need a lot of clothes for her. We only have so little time until she's here…"

Taylor parked in the entrance of the mall. "Have fun, ladies. Be safe." He leaned over and kissed me. "I love you."

I smiled. "I love you too, Tay. Bye."

We headed into the mall and headed to get

lemonades before walking into the baby clothing store.

Regan walked over to a onesie she loved. "Bay, I think you may like this!"

I headed over to Regan. "Awww, it's adorable." It was a pink and white onesie and I love it. "I'll take it with me."

Regan nodded. "Good!"

We walked around the store and we all grabbed newborn to 3 months and some 3 to 6 months worth of clothing for the baby. I'm so excited to see my little girl in these clothes. I decided not to get anything bigger than 6 months.

Later that day, I was dropped off at home, I headed inside with my hands full of bags. My dad walked up to me, grabbing the bags. "Hey, baby girl. How was the mall?"

I smiled. "It was good. I got a lot of good things for the baby. I'm just excited to meet her already."

Zach laughed. "I completely understand, baby girl. Do you want dinner?"

I shook my head. "Taylor is actually picking me up for a dinner date in a bit. Thanks, Dad." I hugged him. "Do you mind carrying those bags up to my room, please?"

He shook his head. "I don't mind, sweetie." Zach carried the bags upstairs to his daughter's room.

I walked into the kitchen and my mother smiled at me. "Did you have a good time with the girls, Bay?"

I nodded. "Yeah, I did. Taylor is taking me out for dinner tonight. We better enjoy our date nights before the baby comes."

Ava nodded. "Of course, sweetie." She hugged her daughter. "Have a great time, okay?"

I nodded my head. "Thanks, Mom!"

A few minutes later, I headed upstairs to my room. I closed the bedroom door, sat on the bed and heard my phone ping, realizing I had a message. I picked up my phone and opened my phone, and saw that I got a message from Taylor.

Taylor: "Dress fancy. Love you, baby girl." ;)

I smiled at the message before typing.

Bayley: "Okay. I love you too."

I placed my phone on my nightstand and grabbed my robe, walked into my bathroom and turned on the water. After waiting for the right temperature, I got out of my clothes and got into the shower.

I washed my hair and body. It was a good shower. After washing all of the soap off my body, I turned off the water and stepped out and dried myself off. I put some lotion on, makeup and then walked back to my room, shut the door and my dress was hanging on my closet door. I sigh.

"Great. I might need help. Fuck." I sigh again, breathing deeply. I decided to call my mom. "Mom!"

Ava chuckled as she knocked on her door. "Can I come in, sweetie?"

I nodded my head. "Yeah."

Ava opened the door and then closed the door behind her. "What do you need, honey?"

I looked at her. "Um I need help getting my dress, please."

Ava nodded. "Ah. This one is my favorite. Let's get you in it." She got the dress off the closet door and smiled at me. "Okay, we'll get you to step into it, okay?"

I smiled. "Thanks, Mom."

Ava chuckled. "What are moms for?"

I laughed softly. "Um, everything? I don't know."

Ava laughed. "Well, we still have time before your daughter is here, so I still have time to teach you whatever you need me to."

After I stepped into the dress, my mom zipped it up for me. "What did you do when the doctors told you I had cerebral palsy?"

Ava paused. "Me? Oh." She sighed deeply. "I cried. I fucking cried for what felt like days, but your dad said it was only a few hours."

I looked at her with tears forming in my eyes. "Why? I mean you had a perfectly normal pregnancy with me. Why did it take me so long to walk and talk? I'm not complaining, I'm wondering, why? What did I do to deserve this?"

Ava frowned at the tears in her daughter's eyes. "Oh, honey. When you were born, I was diagnosed with eclampsia at 36 weeks pregnant. I was rushed into labor and delivery, but when I was in the middle of having contractions, your heart rate was dangerously low, you had fluid in your lungs and my doctor had no choice but to rush me to the OR for an emergency c section. When you were being delivered, your cord was wrapped around your neck. Your breathing was bad. You couldn't breathe on your own at first..." She breathed deeply. "Cerebral Palsy caused you not to walk or talk at the age your brothers and sisters did. You were diagnosed at a year and half. When I tell you I cried for 2 weeks straight, that's all I did. While, your dad was doing all the research he could get his hands on."

I frowned. "I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry you had to go through so much..." I said, trying to maintain my tears. "I hope I don't have to do that with my baby..."

Ava nodded. "Yes, I quite agree with you, baby girl."

I heard the horn of Taylor's car beep. "He's here." I put my heels on when I got downstairs. "No way am I walking downstairs in these ever." I said, as I opened the front door. "Thanks, Mom."

Ava smiled. "You're welcome, baby girl."

I gave her a quick hug before heading to Taylor's car.

Taylor got out and then looked at me with a smile. "You look beautiful, baby."

I blushed, smiled at him. "Thank you. You don't look bad yourself, Tay." I suddenly felt butterflies in her belly, but then I found it was the baby kicking. "Oooh, we have a kicker in here." I placed a hand on my belly.

Taylor smiled at me. "Really?"

I nodded my head frantically. "Uh huh." I grabbed his hand, placing his hand on my belly. "Feel for yourself."

Taylor felt the baby kick as soon as he put his hand on my belly, and he smiled. "Maybe we have a mini soccer player in there, huh?"

I giggled softly. "Daddy's girl."

He chuckled. "You think so?"

I nodded. "Yeah. Definitely."

After a bit, Taylor opens the door for me and I get into the car. He soon closes the passenger's door and gets into the driver's seat, he puts his seatbelt on, and I do the same. We head out of the driveway and head off to the restaurant. I suddenly get hungry.

Of course I do. I'm pregnant. Obviously. I can't believe I'm pregnant. It still hasn't sunk in for me. I'm still taking time to really realize I'm carrying a baby.

I'm fucking 23 weeks and I still haven't gotten used to this? Ugh. I just need more time. What more time do I actually have? Not much. I knew being pregnant changed me. I really hope I'm ready for motherhood.

Once we arrived at the restaurant, the hostess showed us to the table.

Taylor senses my quietness. "Baby, you okay?"

I gave a smile, not sure what to say. "I'm not sure. I guess I'm feeling overwhelmed."

Taylor looked at me with concern on his face. "Overwhelmed with the baby?"

I nodded my head. "Yeah, I'm not sure how I'm going to do when she arrives. Being a normal person with a newborn is hard, but with me, how am I going to do it? I'm not like the other moms out there."

Taylor sighed. "Oh, baby..." He grabbed my hand across the table. "I'm sorry, Bay. I'll definitely try to help you out to make sure that you realize you can do this. Feeling overwhelmed with everything is normal, baby girl. I just want you to take one step at a time instead of taking several steps and it overwhelms you. I don't want you stressed out. I know you can do this. We have the help of our friends and family, Bayley..."

I took a deep breath. "I know, but I don't want to depend on family forever, Taylor. That's not fair to them and their lives." I layed a hand on my belly. "I don't want to be stressed out either. Trust me, I don't." I looked at him with a shaking breath. "It's not like I can wake up and be a normal mother, Taylor. I never will be 'just a normal mother'. That's how my life has been, not normal at all..." I knew I had tears beaming in my eyes.

Taylor frowned. "Baby…"

He squeezed my hand. "Oh, baby..." He lifted my hand and kissed it. "It's okay. I wish I could take the pain away you feel everyday. It hurts me when I see you struggle."

I nodded. "Yeah, but it's not possible for you to take it away. Only I deal with this." I looked at him. "I couldn't do that to you. I'm born with this and I'll try my hardest not to let it get me down..."

Taylor nodded his head. "Bayley..."

I gave him a look. "Taylor, please. You can't change this. Cerebral Palsy is something I've had to deal with for 15 years."

Taylor sighed deeply. "Bayley, I see your point but, this doesn't mean I have to like it. It kills me to watch you like this." He shook his head. "I hate seeing you in pain..."

I gave out a shaky breath. "I...I...I know." I wiped a tear away. "I don't get a choice to feel extra pain everyday..."

Taylor took my hand. "Baby, I'm sorry."

I nodded my head slowly. "I love our little girl, I really do, but she causes my body to feel like it's about to rip apart some days, and I know it's going to get worse."

Taylor nodded. "Oh I love her too." He shook his head as he looked at me. "I'm sorry for giving you pain. I don't want to give you pain anymore, especially when you're already in pain because of cerebral palsy."

I gave a small chuckle. "Hey, it takes two to tango, so I'm to blame too." I rubbed my belly again when the baby kicked me. "Oooh. Hi, baby girl." I placed a hand on my belly as I felt her kick me.

Taylor looked at me, concerned. "Babe? Are you alright?"

I nodded my head. "She kicked me."

Taylor smiled. "Really?"

I nodded my head again. "She's been kicking up a storm since we got here. I think she's hungry, so am I. I'm so excited for that amazing burger right now."

Taylor chuckled. "Me too, Bay. I'm so excited."

I nodded. "Yeah. My mom's experience with me was way different with Brayden. Same with the twins. They may be twins, but damn they are way different from each other." I shrugged my shoulders. "I'm just grateful that CP isn't passed down to the baby."

Taylor nodded his head. "Most people are jerks, you know? They don't have the respect for anybody. They just try their best to get the person down by thinking that he or she is damaged. I'm sick of them..." He shook his head. "Or maybe they could try it and realise that being mean and bullying others, due to their disability is not making them feel good..."

I groaned as I mumbled. "You're telling me this? I know. It's people at school who give a rats ass about me. You don't even want to know how many times I've been knocked down in the hallways, mocked at, made fun of, and a whole more. There's maybe a 5 page paper about it somewhere..."

Taylor's eyes widened when he heard that. "I...I'm so sorry, Bay. I don't know what to say..." He took her hand and squeezed it softly but then got up and walked closer to me and hugged me. "I'm so, so sorry Bayley..."

I nodded slowly. "I'm okay. I guess being pregnant was a blessing in some way. Nobody has done anything since I found out. Plus my dad would sue the shit out of anyone who did it. I finally told him not to because it made things worse..." I hugged him back. "My friends did defend me, but I think Brayden did a lot of the protecting."

Taylor nodded. "Oh, well, I would have done the same thing..."

I smiled. "Have you decided on college yet? Or majoring in?" I asked him.

Taylor nodded. "I'm going to be a lawyer..."

I smiled. "Let me guess. My dad gave you that idea..."

Taylor chuckled. "I don't want our children to struggle. I don't want us to struggle." He looked at me. "I want to be able to take care of our family."

I smiled at him. "Awww, Tay. I'm glad you want the best for our family. I can't work right now, so I completely understand the stress it has to be on you."

Taylor nodded and smiled back. "Hey, it's okay. Of course I want the best for our family. I know it will be stressful, but I can do this."

I smiled at him before seeing our food arrive. "Oh my goodness. Finally." I took a sip of my lemonade. "I feel bad for my bed. This will make me so freaking gassy but I don't care. Baby girl wants it." I said as I took a bite of my cheeseburger.

Taylor looked at me and smiled. "Really?"

I nodded. "Yeah. I have my dad's sensitive stomach. It sucks, but I don't care most of the time. I can't take tongues. My doctor told me it wouldn't be good. I didn't go too deep into why."

Taylor nodded. "Oh."

I shrugged my shoulders. "Like I said, totally worth it." I said, taking another bite of my burger.

Taylor nodded as he took a bite of his burger. "Oh, alright."

Later that night

Taylor's P.O.V.

After dropping off Bayley, I headed back to my parents house. I walked into the house, my mom, Ayliana saw me. "Hey sweetie. How's Bay doing? How was the dinner?"

I smiled. "It was amazing, Mom. She's doing good, but she's overwhelmed. I think it's because of cerebral palsy and on top of that she's pregnant..."

Ayliana nodded. "Oh, that's normal, honey. She has another person to be mindful about when doing something, even walking down the stairs must be scary." She sighed. "Tori tried that today and she said, 'Nope. Too scary for me'. I completely understand how it could be for Bayley. Her mom and I talk almost everyday."

I looked at her. "Really?"

She nodded her head. "Yeah. Sometimes I need her to tell me the things I feel everyday is normal. It's nice to have someone else who knows how you feel as a mother." She sighed. "Bayley must have so many thoughts going through her head that it overwhelms her for a while. I can't imagine the overwhelming feeling being pregnant and on top of that, she has cerebral palsy."

I sighed. "Oh yeah, that's true..."

Ayliana hugged him. "I know it bothers you seeing her struggle, but this isn't the first time she had to really struggle, honey. She's strong."

I nodded my head. "I know, Mom. I hope the rest of the pregnancy is easy for her…"

Ayliana smiled at her son. "We all want that for her. We can't choose what happens. We can only pray the pregnancy goes smoothly."

I knew she was right.

Maybe we can only hope Bay's pregnancy goes well, and we have no problems with our daughter.

To be continued…

AN: Finally updated. I was wanting to update the other day, but I got busy. I hope you all loved this chapter.

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