"Are you okay? You feel cold," Alvin asked Jena as soon as she sat next to him.
"Yeah," she murmured as she nodded. "I just felt a little woozy earlier. But I'm feeling better now," she continued as she placed her other hand over her bulging stomach.
At four and a half months into her pregnancy, her baby had started moving. She smiled a little as she felt her little one move within her but at the same time, she felt tears in her eyes.
"Jena? What's wrong?" Alvin asked worriedly as he grabbed a tissue and wiped his wife's tears.
"Nothing," Jena whispered as she shook her head. "Must be hormones," she continued as she stood up.
"Mommy, what's wrong?" Sam asked.
His small face mirrored his father's worry as he eyed his parents.
"Nothing sweetheart. Mommy's just tired," she answered as she walked towards her son and gave him a kiss. "You go to school with dad okay? Mommy will sleep," she added and the little boy bobbed his head.