Hi! My Name is Janay Royale, but I'm known as Bougee and this is my bump story!
A couple weeks after New Years is when it all started happening. One evening I was cooking for my husband and out of nowhere I felt sick to my stomach. I ran upstairs to the bathroom and started throwing up like crazy. I'm assuming my husband saw me running and he rushed upstairs to find me babysitting the toilet. He placed a cold wash cloth on my neck and held my hair as I vomit all my insides out lol. Once I was done he helped clean me up and laid me down. He started looking at me all funny and asked was I pregnant. I responded with no and told him I ate Taco Bell earlier, and it must have messed me up. He left it alone and went to go check on the food and I fell asleep.
The next morning while my husband's at work I'm at it again throwing up. I was starting to get nervous because I couldn't keep nothing down. Could I really be pregnant? Nah! While carrying my boys I wasn't really too sick. I carried on with my day and went to Walmart. As soon as I walk pass the bakery I get sick and find the nearest trash can and vomit again! Fed up I hurry and grab the items I came for plus a few Clear Blue pregnancy tests and leave. I hurry home and run upstairs to the bathroom to take the test. After waiting for 2 minutes I check it... It says that I'm pregnant! I almost fainted cause I was so sure that I wasn't pregnant. So I took the other 3 tests and they all came back positive. At that moment I knew I was doomed but how was I going to tell my husband? Would he be excited? Sad? Mad? So many thoughts running through my head at once so I hid the tests. My husband finally makes it home and we talk about his day. He asks what I did all
day and I just tell him I ran to Walmart, leaving out the "I'm pregnant" part. He
OH BABYV|R 34