Iris
Eight months later…
“And that’s why the colors on this side of the color wheel are considered ‘cool’ colors,” I explain to the class of children sitting in a semicircle around me. “They remind us of water, ice, and the sky.”
I’m demonstrating on a large color wheel chart when a sharp pain rips through my abdomen, making me pause mid-sentence. I grip the edge of the easel, trying to steady myself as I breathe through it. It passes after a moment, and I force a smile at the concerned faces staring up at me.
“Are you okay, Miss Iris?” little Mia asks.
“I’m fine, sweetie,” I assure her. That felt suspiciously like a contraction, but I’m not due for another week.
I continue with the lesson, determined to finish today’s class. We’re exploring color theory, and the kids
