Hey, everyone just calls me Lex. It's a pleasure to meet you. My story starts 21 years ago when Zack Baker and Matt Sanders were on a camping trip together. Matt was the cabin supervisor and Zack the camper. Matt was 20 at the time and Zack 19. They were asleep in the bunk beds when Matt woke to extreme pain in his abdomen. He screamed and accidentally woke Zack. He sent Zack to get the camp director Luke as Matt suffered in pain.

Zack returned with Luke. Matt was asked random yet imperative questions and learned he was pregnant and delivering a baby. After 6 agonizing hours of labor Matt delivered a little girl named Kameron Rose Sanders. The birth of Kameron or Kammie as she is called brings Matt and Zack closer together. As Kammie grew so did the love that Matt and Zack shared.

When Kammie was 4 years old Matt had another baby, a little boy named Alexander Anthony Baker. Then something else happened. When Kammie was 6 she was rushed to the hospital for a broken leg. Now you have to understand that Kammie acts like a mother to Alex; both Zack and Matt allow it. Well she always feeds him and takes care of him like a mother does to her baby. Kammie was upset that she wouldn't be able to care for Alex like she always does. Zack crossed the line and called her something that I will not repeat but will say it was bad, I vaguely remember that day. But Matt told Zack to leave and never come back. He also told Zack that he could keep the ring; they had been married for 5 years...and one thing broke them apart.

Little Alex was upset; he didn't want his daddy to leave. He hated everyone for the next year or so. Then when Kammie was 9 and Alex was 5 they got a surprise on Christmas morning. Both kids ran downstairs to find a big doll under the tree that looked like Zack. Kammie screamed when the 'doll' pulled her close and kissed her. Alex noticed right away that the doll was his daddy and he pounced on Zack hugging him tight.

Later that afternoon Zack's present for everyone arrived. Zack walked into the yard as everyone waited in the house. He returned 5 minutes later holding a two year old little girl in his arms. Zack told everyone that her name is Madilynn Marie; he called her Maddie and said that she was born May 23. He said she is the baby sister of Kameron and Alex.

Matt was stunned at the sight of his daughter. He walked over and slowly reaches a hand out to her. Matt noticed she had his eyes and facial structure. He smiled and kissed Zack hard. Then came the moment that Maddie met her brother and sister. There was a moment of Kammie saying that Maddie was not her sister. It took Zack talking to Kammie a while before Maddie was accepted into her world.

Three months later Maddie wakes Zack at 12 AM saying she hears a monster. She screamed in fear as she hears the monster again. Zack noticed the monster was actually Matt screaming in pain. Zack left Maddie on his bed and ran to Matt's room to see what was wrong. He found Matt in labor with a baby he didn't father. It seems Matt was raped in his own home while his children slept in their beds. After a few hours he delivered a baby boy he named Pistol.

A year later Kammie, Alex, and Maddie were playing on the trampoline in the yard when Maddie fell off breaking her arm. Kammie tried to get off to help Maddie when he leg got caught and she fell to the ground her leg stuck around the metal bar and her head hit the leg knocking her unconscious. Maddie got a cast and Kammie was taken care of until she was healed completely.

Then 2 years after pistol was born Zack was pregnant with twins. Kameron was already 11, Alex was 7, Maddie was 5, and Pistol was 6. They named the twins Marc and Mara.

Now we get to the important part of the story. You see this story is about me, Alex Sanders. And what happened to me when I was 18. I was dating this hot guy named Rayne Cordova. Well one day it was time for school but I stayed home cause I didn't feel too well. I was in the bathroom barfing when Kammie walks in and acts all motherly as always. She was already sick that day too. She had massive headaches on occasion ever since the accident on the trampoline when we were kids.

She being the motherly fashion sent me to relax in bed. I didn't even know til later that night when mom got home that she was passed out in the bathroom because I had fallen asleep in bed and slept all day. Later mom woke me telling me to keep an eye on the other kids til dad got home. After mom had been gone for an hour on a whim I took 3 pregnancy tests that were all positive. I immediately called mom and told him the news. He was ecstatic of course about being a grandmother. I went to relax in my room after the call before the younger kids got home.

Well I woke to a shock when my mattress was flipped with me in it. On my way to the floor I tried to change how I would land so that I wouldn't hurt the baby inside. I glared up at my father. "What the hell?!? I am pregnant! Don't do that to me ever again."

"Mind telling me why you didn't take care of your younger siblings or tell me to call your mother cause Kammie is in the hospital? The younger kids ransacked the house and are now on a sugar high which I now have to handle. So thank you very much." I just glared at him as I stood with my hand over my still flat belly. "Don't stare at me like that or I will make sure you're grounded. Now go get the younger kids into the car. We're gonna go see your sister."

I sighed and did as he told. I wanted to drive but he forbid it. I sat in the back with Maddie and the other brats. We got to the hospital and found out Kammie had a brain hemorrhage. It was fixed but she was unconscious still from the anesthesia they put her under. Mom hugged me immediately when he saw me. After he released me I sat on the floor by the chairs leaning against the wall with my eyes glued to my big sisters bed.

When I heard her starting to come too I was sitting guard alone as mom dad and the brats went to the cafeteria. I stood slowly and went to her bedside. "Hey you, no one told you to have a brain hemorrhage. How do you feel?"

"Alive."

I laughed. "So I gotta tell you something that everyone but you knows cause you were unconscious." I lifted my shirt to show my own version of a baby on board t shirt that I had drawn on my stomach with marker. She looked at my eyes with shock. "Before you ask I am really pregnant. I am about a month. Mom got me an appointment in a week."

Kameron nodded. "Are you excited little brother?" I smiled. "Good. I always thought that I would get pregnant first seeing as I am older but eh, **** happens." She sat up more on her bed. "When you go for your ultrasound I wanna be there." I nodded. "Are you just gonna nod and smile for each answer?"

I laughed. "When I can express my feelings in words I would. I am like over the moon about the baby." I sat by her side. "But I know that you and the rest of the family will help me care for this baby." she nodded and we talked continuously. She went home a few days later once they were sure the danger of hemorrhage was gone.  

When I was 3 months pregnant I had my heart broken. I walked into school with my head held high and a hand on my stomach through the pocket of my hoodie. I met my boyfriend and the father of my baby Rayne at his locker. I kissed him passionately and wrapped my arms around him. "Hey Rayne. How are you doing today?"

"Better now that you're here." I smiled. "So why are you glowing the past few weeks?"

I smiled. "Well I have news for you." I kissed him again. I put my head by his ear. "I'm pregnant." I whispered. He pushed me away. "Rayne, what's wrong?"

"You little bastard! You told me you were on birth control!" He was fuming with anger.

"I was; it failed. Forgive me for the 1% failure rate." I glared back at him. "What is the problem of having a baby?!"

"Cause I don't want kids, ever! Now either get rid of it or never talk to me again!" I was shocked he even said that. I can't kill my baby! I gave him a hearty right hook to his jaw. I heard him falling as I walked away. School hadn't even started yet so I walked out, went back to my car, and drove home. I got home and immediately ran to my room crying.

I heard someone knock on my door but ignored it. Next thing I know a hand touched my arm. I looked at the hand and followed up the arm til I saw the face. I looked at my dad. I sat up and put my arms around him as I cried. "Hey don't you belong in school?" I said nothing. "What's wrong Lex? Talk to me, what happened?"

"ItoldRayneaboutthebaby." I said in one breath before the sobbing continued. Dad rubbed my back encouraging me to go on. "Hetoldmetogetridofitortoleavehimalonepermanently." I cried into my father's chest. "Ican'tkillmybaby!Iwon'tdoit!"
"Alright Alex, relax no one will make you get rid of the baby. It's gonna be ok. If he has that point of view than he is a jerk who deserves to be hit by a train." I sniffled and laughed silently. "There see, it's gonna be ok Alex. How about you take a nap and I'll call you in sick ok?" I nodded and he helped me lay on the bed. I smiled as he covered me up and snuggled into the blankets.

I woke later to someone shaking me. I opened my eyes a crack to see my younger brother Marc standing there looking all scared. "What's wrong Marc?" I sat up in bed. "Talk to me, what's bothering you kiddo?"

He climbed up onto my bed and leaned on my side. "Where is daddy?" I sighed knowing he meant mom. You see to me, Kammie and pistol dad is classified as Zack and mom is classified as Matt. But to Mara, Marc, and Maddie mom is Zack and dad is Matt. "Why isn't daddy home yet Alex?"

I hugged him close. "Don't worry Marc, he always comes home. You know that, if you want you can call him on my phone ok?" Marc nodded and I grabbed my phone off my desk and called mom. "Hey mom, I got someone here who wants to talk to you. They miss you." I nodded and handed Marc the phone. "Here you go kiddo. Talk to him all you want, it's ok"

I watched Marc for the next 2 hours as he talked to mom. He hung up right as we heard mom's car pulling into the driveway. He handed me my phone back, thanked me, and ran off. I sighed thinking of how things would be like that with the baby and me. I mean the baby will most likely act the same way Marc does with mom.

Mara, Marc's twin, hates me with a passion. She never talks to me if she gets the choice. Anytime I try to start a conversation with her she walks away. Ever since she was a baby I knew she hated me. Her first act of hatred was when she was 8 months old and chucked a wooden building block at my head. Left a lovely bruise above me right eye for 3 weeks, she had a strong arm as a baby. Now she ignores me, and if I start to bother her I get something chucked at me. Last thing she threw at me was a compact mirror. I ducked in time for it to miss my head but still. Now I have to definitely steer clear of her if I wanted my baby safe.

Pistol is alright, he has his moments where I wanna lock him in a closet but that is normal brother thing. He is kinda fun sometimes; especially when he helps me pull pranks on family members. Our last prank was with Maddie. We put blue hair dye in her shampoo. Her hair is now a lovely blue-blonde color. Yeah I got grounded for a 2 months but man it is worth it.

Once mom had most likely put things I heard him walking to my room. He walked in with Marc sitting on his hip. "Hey Alex, thanks for letting Marc call me. That was really kind of you." I nodded. "And seeing as you showed you have a kind bone in your body you're getting the punishment for messing up your sister's hair cut short for good behavior." I smiled as he tossed me my car keys. "Go visit some friends." I watched him leave my room before dressing into different clothes and going to spend time with old pals.

Time passed and I am now 6 months. Woo...not. The baby is active as hell now. I decided I don't want to know the gender, I mean gives me a surprise right? I sat on my bed at 4 AM working on homework that was due Monday cause the baby is keeping me awake. I gave up and went to mom's room. I shook him til he woke. "Huh? Wha? What's wrong?"

"The baby won't let me sleep. Any hints on how to calm it?" he got up and led me to the kitchen. "I'm sorry to wake you but I haven't slept in 4 frickin' days and am dog tired." I crossed my arms on the table and leaned my head on them in frustration. "Was it this bad when you were pregnant with any of us?"

"Actually no it wasn't all of you that I carried were very subdued. Zack carried some active ones but you, Pistol, and Kammie were very calm babies." I scowled at him. "Sorry but it's true." He set a cup of Mango tea before me. "Drink that. It should help, Zack always drank it when pregnant. And I remember that it always made you sleepy as a kid." I drank it as we sat there talking. I remember lying my head on the table on my arms then nothing.

Next thing I know someone was shaking me awake. "Someone better be dying you or you will be." I opened my eyes and saw it was 6 AM. I only gout roughly 1.5 hours of sleep. I looked at the shaker and saw Pistol. "Alright kid, what's the emergency that will prevent me from hanging you by your fingernails from the ceiling?"

"Kameron is sick." I cursed. "I can't find daddy or mommy so I come find you."

"Alright; go play. I'll check no her." I watched Pistol run off before I stood, stretched, and walked towards the bathroom with a hand pressed into my spine which was sore beyond belief. I found Kammie barfing into the toilet. "Are you pregnant by chance?"

She laughed when the barfing subsided temporarily. "No I am not pregnant. But you are, are you alright?"

I nodded. "I haven't slept for 4 days when I finally get sleep it is only for 2 hours. My whole body is sore right now. But don't change the topic. What is wrong with you?" I sat on the edge of the tub.

"Nothing to worry about."

"Last time you said that you were rushed to the hospital for brain hemorrhage." I rubbed my stomach gently.

"I swear I am fine. I just ate bad food. Go back to your room and sleep. I'll be alright." She looked at me. "You are pale. Go sleep. I'll keep everyone from your room til you wanna be bothered."

I laughed. "Fine, but if you get rushed to the hospital again I will hurt you." she smiled and waved me off. "Fine I'm going." I stood slowly and went back to my room. I sat on the bed then laid on my side with a hand over my belly. I fell into sleepy bliss again.

When I woke again I was being shook. "Come on Alex, wake up. I gotta know you're ok."

"Screw you." I squeezed my eyes shut.

"Yeah hate me later; come on, wake up. It's 7 Pm. You've been out since 4: 30 AM!" My eyes snapped open and looked at my clock. It was dark out my window and the clock said 7:02 in neon green numbers. "Are you feeling alright?"

I looked at the person who woke me to see dad. I sat up and felt rejuvenated. "I am fine, just was super tired I guess. I can't believe I slept for 15 hours. I mean wow, I feel great actually." I stretched and rubbed my belly as the baby shifted some. Even though I was 6 months I was still shocked at the feeling of it moving.

Dad made me look at him. "You scared me so much. Don't ever scare me again ok?" I nodded. "Don't scare me again." He hugged me close and rubbed my back and I heard his silent cries. He lead me to the dining room for dinner. When everyone saw me I heard a collective sigh of relief.

I smiled as Halloween came around which was the 7th month of my pregnancy. I dressed as a vampire. Not many vampires get pregnant; I was remembered. Then I went to my last trick or treating house which was also the house of Jimmy Sullivan. When I knocked he pulled me into the house and told me to relax and put my feet up. I laughed when he went to the kitchen and came back with a huge bag if M&M'S and set it in my lap. "I knew you would come here for your last stop and want chocolate so I got you chocolate M&M'S. And no one tempered with it, I swear."

I laughed. "Thanks Jim. You're great and know me so well." I smiled up at him. He laughed and hugged me before going to man the front door again. I musta fallen asleep. Next thing I know I woke in someone's arms. I cracked my eyes open some to see who held me. Right away I knew it was Jimmy as I saw the handcuff tattoo on his neck. I closed my eyes and went back to sleep knowing he wouldn't let anything hurt me.

Month 9 has arrived. It's now December 19th and I am due any day. The baby is still active but is head down. When I saw doc for my last appointment before the birth he says the baby is happy as can be and that soon I will feel the actions of the baby slowly declining as it descends lower into my pelvis. Christmas vacation starts really soon too. I am hoping to have the baby before school starts again on January 2nd. I don't wanna go back to school pregnant, thank you but no thank you. I learned a new thing; the baby doesn't kick that much as I sleep...but the pressure of it in my hips keeps me awake at night. Lucky me...not.

Christmas morning arrived; I have been up since 4: 30 AM due to contractions. I knew my baby was coming. I knew I had time to go still thanks to the Home Economics and Life Prenatal classes I took the first two semesters of school. With each contraction I would breathe like I learned in Lamaze and rock my hips back and forth.

When 5 AM came around I heard people running downstairs to attack presents and I went slowly to join them. I sat on the couch and right away Kameron noticed I was acting weird. She leaned up to me from her spot on the floor. "Are you alright?" she whispered.

"Yeah." Right after I answered I got a contraction. She noticed and glared at me. "Alright I'm in labor. Don't say anything I got a while to go yet. My water hasn't even broken yet." She kept glaring but nodded. "Thank you Kammie." She sat by my feet and handed presents out for me. Mom came over to hug me in thanks for the new microphone I gave him. Right as he hugged me a contraction attacked and I hugged him harder than I had planned. He returned the hard hug as if it was a show affection not a way to hide the slight pain. "If you squeeze me like that again you're gonna help the contractions."

He released and looked at me. "You're in labor?!" I nodded. "Oh god! We gotta get you to the hospital! That is if you wanna deliver at the hospital."

I grabbed his arm. "Shut up mom. No offense but I hate hospitals they are too sterile..." Matt nodded. "If I get close to delivering I will let you know." He nodded and sat down again by dad. Everyone now knew what was going on and helped me out by bringing my presents to me or giving them out for me. 2 hours later I was lying sprawled out on the couch when my water broke. I gasped. "Oh man...I ruined the couch."

Kameron stood and held her hands out to me. "Come on I'll help you clean up." I let her pull me up; she led me to the bathroom. I stripped as she went and got my favorite Winnie the Pooh fleece pajamas. She handed them to me through the door and waited in the hall as I dressed. I left my soaked pajamas in the bathroom sink and she helped me back to the couch which was miraculously dry...who knew leather was amniotic fluid proof.

I sat down slowly and laid in my previous position; it was the most comfortable position I could be in. I saw one present still under the tree. "Hey guys you missed one."

Dad walked over and held it out to me. "We didn't forget it, we were waiting for the recipients to come back." I took it and looked at him curiously. "It's something we all pulled together for you and the baby." I opened the envelope attached to the box. Inside was  a gift card worth 10,000 useable at any store in town. I looked up at him as tears flooded my eyes. "I hope you like it." I hugged in as tears of joy and shock ran down my face. I hadn't even opened the box yet!

I sniffled and wiped my eyes when I released him. "Thank you, all of you. This is very sweet. I don't know how to thank you but I will find a way soon." Everyone nodded and came over to hug me. By the ends of the hugs I was crying again. Kameron helped me open the box to reveal a purple onsie with the words My mommy is a band boy sewn into the front with neon pink thread. I laughed. "Wow...coincidence. I am gonna need this by the end of today." Everyone nodded and laughed.

Around noon the contractions started getting really bad and I was moved to mom and dad's Jacuzzi tub. They turned the heater on so the water would stay warm but the massaging jets I had come to love during my pregnancy were banned. Kameron went to get my stereo so that my music could play to keep me company. The only people allowed in the bathroom with me were Kameron, mom, and dad. Everyone else was banned due to age.  

At 4 PM I felt the urge to push. Mom was by my side holding my hand while dad sat between my legs ready to catch the baby. I was pushing when I heard the door open. I didn't give it much attention thinking it was Kameron til I heard the gasp. I looked up to find Marc in the doorway pale faced with tears in his eyes. I stopped and cursed silently. "Marc what's wrong buddy?"

He acted scared like we caught him stealing cookies from the jar. He looked me over with his critical eyes. "What are you doing?!"

I sighed. "Marc come here bud." He shook his head frantically. "Marc it's alright, you're not in trouble. Come here." I felt a contraction but ignored it. Soothing my baby brother was more important. He walked forward slowly then a little faster. When he got closer I hugged him then put my hand on his shoulder. "Remember how I am pregnant?" he nodded. "And I told you I would have to help the baby get outta me?" he nodded again. "Well right now that is what I am doing. The baby wants out and I am helping it." He smiled in understanding. "So what cause this visit huh?"

"I was looking for my daddy. I heard you screaming and got scared."  

I nodded at him. "Well I am borrowing him but when I am done I'll send him to you ok? If you want you can play a game on my Xbox ok?" he nodded and ran off. I rubbed my stomach feeling the baby kicking from its position in my birth canal with a patch of skin visible due to it stretching me. When the contraction came I pushed gently like I learned to prevent tearing. I winced as the head of my baby started emerging into the water.

I panted and let my body work slowly. Once the head was out the contraction was over and I laid on the tub side panting. I reached down and felt it's head gently. I laughed as I rubbed the hairy scalp of my child. With the next contraction I delivered the shoulders and the body. I smiled as dad set the baby in my arms against my chest. "Hi little one, what are you? Boy or girl; let's get a look ok?" I looked and smiled. "A boy, figures seeing how much you attacked me." I kissed the tiny head. I smiled. "Hi Onyx, I'm mommy." I held Onyx close as dad clamped and cut the cord connecting me and my son.

There was a knock at the door and dad went to investigate. I smiled and held my son close. Dad walked back. "Um...Alex there is someone here to see you. He says he has a present for you, says his name is Tay." I nodded and held out Onyx so he could take him and I could get outta the tub. I dressed back into my Winnie the Pooh fleece pajama's and put Onyx in the onsie I was given earlier. I walked out to the living room with Onyx lying peacefully in my arms and dad by my side to help me if I faltered.

The boy looked at me; I didn't recognize him. "Hi I'm Tay Benson. We got to school together. We have Spanish together. I've kinda been stalking you ever since you told people you were pregnant... I got a present for you and the baby once it's born." I smiled realizing he didn't notice the baby in my arms. He pulled forward a huge box with black ribbon. I noticed it was a crib. "I figured you might need this, if you have on already the receipt is taped under the ribbon."

"Thanks I don't have one actually. I was gonna have to buy one in a few hours." I looked at my son. "Now that this little boy is here he needs somewhere to sleep."

Tay looked at Onyx and gasped. "You had the baby?!" I nodded. "Oh...i should go. You need that mother baby bonding time." He turned to leave and I grabbed his arm to stop him.

"Wait, please don't go. I don't mind you being here. You're the only person from school who actually gave anything for my baby. most of my friends shunned me away."

He shook his head. "Why would you, Alex Sanders wanna hang out with a poor kid like me? A kid who wasted his whole pay check for the week to get a crib for someone who never notices him?"

That was when I noticed his torn stained clothing. "Tay I know this is straightforward, but are you homeless?"

He nodded. "Yeah...I work at Wal-Mart and sleep behind the dumpster when it closes." He said with a blush. "They haven't found me yet. But don't worry I'm ok."

He went to leave again. "Tay stop!" he turned and looked at me again. I looked at my family members and they nodded. "Stay, live here with us. Live with Onyx and me and my family." He looked confused. "Onyx is my son; I named him Onyx Crystal Sanders."

Tay smiled. "Ok, but I pull my own weight. I won't take charity. And I am accepting cause it's supposed to be 23 degrees tonight." I laughed and hugged him close. We all sat around the Christmas tree drinking cocoa as I leaned on Tay's side.

~Fin~