“My dude, you can call me whatever you want. I know I’m not actually your mom, but I love you like one. Did you know I fell in love with you before I fell in love with your dad?” His eyes light at that. “You did?” I nod, pulling him close with an arm around his shoulders. “I did.” His arms wrap around my middle, or what’s left of it. I feel like I’m just boobs and belly at this point. “I love you too, Willa. Even though I think you peed your pants.” My head shoots down to follow where he’s looking. “Alright. It’s time to call your dad.”
