The heart pounds and my instincts tell me he’s around. There he walks by, my “Adam”, his dreadlocks tied in a neat pony tail, in blue jeans and fitting t-shirt. My mind sends a signal to my stomach and I feel butterflies making their dance inside. Knowing I’m at my best today and hoping and praying he forgot our argument in the morning I wait patiently for him to pass me by and I exhale as he passes me by. Within a second my mind forms an impression “how dare he ignore me. “ Just like a command my body is back to normal but my mind is in a race of question and scenarios. I bet now you know how that moment can be ruined in a mini second.
Nine months of mixed feelings and reactions. Each day had its own shortcomings and inside me was a life being formed. Have you ever felt like giving up each time you face difficulties? Well in my case I just wanted to go ten feet under and just be history but as these thoughts crossed my mind I always thought of my unborn baby.