AHOTE
When I agreed to keep the baby, I didn't want to dwell on it too much. I had tried to convince myself that it wasn't a big deal, that I was just pregnant, and I didn't have to act differently. Things didn't go as planned. I couldn't help it. Randomly spacing out thinking about what the child might look like and touching the outline of my still flat stomach when I was alone was starting to be a pass time. No one could smell the little one yet, of course. It was still too early for anyone else to tell.
Alek didn't help my plan of trying not to make a big deal out of things. He kept asking to touch me and would ramble about things he read up about pregnancy as we laid in bed together. I remember the first time I felt a pull in me that confirmed that I was indeed pregnant. Al
