>>> The first time.<<<
So the first time I found out about you, I was so shocked that panic took quite a long time to come. I looked lifeless yet still breathing.
Well that was until I screamed bloody murder, drank sleeping pills and fell into a deep slumber, thinking I'd wake up to the news being just a dream.
Yep, I was four seasons in one day. Gosh I must have looked like a lunatic.
So as time passed I made peace with the fact you weren't going anywhere, I didn't even think about making you disappear.
Anyway, I decided to keep quiet about you for a few days, wanting to find courage to confess to my family, more so my boyfriend, who was part and parcel.
My boyfriend's name is Matt Graham. I've always pictured a long life for us, a bright and comfortable future and of course marriage.
So marriage , was never in my plans at the beginning, I was the ' take everyday as it comes' type of person, but right at your existence, things changed, my mindset changed.
I was no longer the take it easy type of person, but the planner. It's like I jumped into motherhood without realizing. Scary but true.
The first time I laid eyes on you, the form of you, my world changed and I believe for the better. Everything seemed to make sense and a sense of pride fell on me, knowing you were the result of love, though in our 9 months journey, it took longer to accept.
Things didn't seem easy but we made it work. The days where things worked, were the times an easy smile would make its way onto my face and I'd actually place my hand on to my tummy, wanting you to feel me close, to know that I was here.
My first time out with a big belly, most people were shocked but I never spared them much of a glance, I'd created a certain bubble around myself, to block everything out.
It was only you and I, little Cherry.
I called you that, I had no name for you, but a growing person seeking refuge in my tummy. Crazy, I know.
When you go through those stages, nothing really makes sense and you find yourself doing unusual things, mood swings all around and your thoughts wander to impossible places.
The first time, no matter good or bad, builds a memory for future conversations.
My first time with you is the one I'll never forget.
YOU ARE READING
Hello Melody.....Goodbye Harmony.
Короткий рассказAll I've ever wanted, was for you to hear from me. Yet here we are. You don't know me but I do. I've long awaited this, now the time has come for you to know me, the only way it can be done and yes....Remember me. Remember my words, Remember me.
