October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
Though Tobi had never been in great shape, her time spent running about the clinic from patient to patient had always kept her light on her feet. Now, though, with swollen ankles and a baby using her body as its own personal jungle gym, she has to make frequent stops to rest, and pee, and occasionally have a small mental breakdown before she's able to get up and on with her day.
Seated on a bench, Tobi has her eyes closed as she tries to breathe through what might be gas, or her child using her organs as a trampoline. About halfway through her pregnancy, the doctor's bump is noticeable but not painful-looking yet, especially on her narrow frame. Once the worst of it passes, the doctor's eyes slowly open, and she looks down at where she can see the baby's movement through the black fabric of the tank top she wears. "Why can't you just nap?" She asks, finding herself yawning at just the thought of sleep.
Seated on a bench, Tobi has her eyes closed as she tries to breathe through what might be gas, or her child using her organs as a trampoline. About halfway through her pregnancy, the doctor's bump is noticeable but not painful-looking yet, especially on her narrow frame. Once the worst of it passes, the doctor's eyes slowly open, and she looks down at where she can see the baby's movement through the black fabric of the tank top she wears. "Why can't you just nap?" She asks, finding herself yawning at just the thought of sleep.
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
