This beautiful Sunday morning started out like any other day of the past two weeks. It is with my head over the bathroom sink as I hurl my stomach’s content out. When I successfully fixed myself to look human again, bumalik na ako sa kusina. There, I bargained with my baby not to reject breakfast.
“Baby, hindi tayo mabubuhay sa watermelon milkshake lang,” pakiusap ko sa nilalang na nasa loob ng aking tiyan. Hindi kami mabubuhay sa milkshake nga pero heto pa rin ako at naghihiwa ng pakwan na ilalagay ko sa blender at gagawing shake.
I still can’t believe that I’m actually carrying another human being inside me. And I’m battling with the guilt of keeping him or her hidden from the world. I still don’t know what I’m going to do. No plans whatsoever beyond going to my monthly checkups. I’m j
