♥ Amy ♥
The house felt very quiet once Caleb left for his shift at the gym. No Christmas music, no clatter of dishes, no voices from two different families. Just the hum of the fridge and the tick of the hallway clock. I curled into the corner of the couch with a mug of tea cupped in both hands. The tree lights were off. For the first time in days, there was nothing I had to cook, nobody I had to host, and nowhere I had to be. My hand drifted to my stomach, resting over the small swell that was only just starting to feel real. Nine weeks. A heartbeat on a screen. A future that made my chest feel tight in both the best and scariest ways. Everyone had been so happy when they heard the news. My parents, Caleb’s parents, and our friends. There had been hugging and crying and talk about baby n
