I woke up the next morning and did my Saturday routine just like I usually do by rolling out of bed, taking pictures of my stomach then began with my day.
I had been looking down on the ring on my finger all morning blushing and giggling for I had never received something like this before.
I was up late last nigh thinking of how I was going to break the news to him but unlike every scenario that I had before, all these endings would end up with us having our happily ever after.
I took a long time to choose my dress wanting to look good for him and also a dress where the baby was at least visible.
Sneakers were choice of footwear, as if I wear anything else, and then I got to my hair putting it into a high puff not having the energy to detangle it.
I even felt bold enough to try liquid eyeliner and it actually turned out pretty okay, well with a bunch of YouTube tutorials and many many failed attempts.
