A tear fell on her cheek and she let it. She continued talking to her child as if he was listening.
"I’m sorry, baby, if I’m being selfish to you and your father for not letting him know about you. I feel scared; I feel like he’s not really ready for you. I don’t know, son, Mommy is confused. If I keep thinking about my problems, we’ll both have a hard time, especially you. I don’t want to lose you, son... please give me more strength. I’m just getting strength from you to face all of this... sorry, okay? Mommy’s weak."
She took a deep breath and laughingly wiped the tears from her cheek. She kept caressing her stomach.
"Promise, baby, this is my last cry. I will be very, very strong for you. You haven’t come out yet but I already love you so much... just hold on tight, okay? We will fi
