Tiabasi
Yesterday changed the trajectory of my life.
Positive - pregnant.
All the test trips that Rita brought home showed positive. Confirming that I was pregnant. There was a point in that bathroom that I wanted to curse the pregnancy test trips. Like, couldn't one of them have shown negative or incomplete? Seriously, it would have been hope that maybe, this was not real. It felt unreal that I had a human being in my belly. It was unreal that those short moments of pleasure, one I could not forget, had put me in this situation.
Yesterday, in that bathroom, I had wondered what I was going to do. Was I ready for a baby? God, I still had dreams, but now I would be a single mom. How the hell was I suppose to break this news to my mom? Did I even want to break the news? God have mercy.
