I woke to the sound of my alarm early that morning. Turning it off I walk my way to the bathroom ready to take on the day.
I didn't realize that my belly was growing until I tried to put on one of my work blouses to see that it can't fit over my once small bump.
I threw blouses after blouses out of my closet that can't fit to be left with a messy room, empty closet and no blouse to wear.
I sat on my bed looking on the blouses scattered on the floor. I went back to my closet looking around to see what would be appropriate for work.
I looked down then back at the other blouses and shirts in closet. I sighed then decided to go with a plain black t-shirt. I looked in the mirror frowning, I look like I'm going to a funeral or more like a depress person, just put in some black lipstick,
