I left Connor’s room that morning wrapped in one of his throw blankets to go prepare for our day. I had to pump Connor for at least a little information so that I knew what to wear. All he would tell me was to dress comfortably.
I got ready as quickly as I could. After the date that Connor pulled together last night, I was practically skipping thinking about what today would have in store for us. Despite all of my hesitancy at how quickly it felt like we were moving, I found that I could not wait to spend more time with him.
After spending about thirty minutes taking a shower, picking an outfit, and putting a little makeup on, I was ready to go. I had chosen to wear jeans, a t-shirt, and my converse knock offs. Since this was my go-to weekend outfit, I felt comfortable that it would be
