As the weeks passed, I progressively got better. I started to believe Toby when he told me that I was going to be okay. I started to be happy again.
I will always be upset over the loss of my mother, obviously, but I can't spend the rest of my life mourning. It's upsetting, but everybody dies. It was just my mother's time.
"From the looks of it, it looks like you're having a girl!" The doctor said. I gasped.
Another baby girl.
Toby grabbed my hand. "Spence... a baby girl." He said, in a state of shock. He kissed my forehead.
-:-
"Another girl." Toby said in the car, placing one hand on the wheel and the other on my stomach. I held his hand as we made our way home.
"Yeah. It's a little crazy. Now Valerie's going to have a sister."
"I hope their relationship is as good as you and Melissa's."
Was our relationship that strong? Melissa didn't show up at Valerie's party. She didn't even say a word to me at the funeral. We barely talked at the wedding. The last time we really communicated was before the wedding when she wrote to me.
The awkward silence got stronger and stronger with every second that passed.
"How are you feeling? You ready to go back to work tomorrow?" Toby asked.
"Yeah, I'm ready." I said. I had waited for a whole week to go back to work. I missed my students. I missed my job, as crazy as that sounds.
I didn't like this feeling. Toby and I used to have so much to talk about when we were dating. Now that we're married- with our second baby on the way- we have nothing. Is this really what the married life is like? If it is, I prefer dating.
"My professor says that if I study hard enough, I could graduate before the baby comes." Toby mentioned.
"That's great!" I say, leaning over to kiss his cheek.
"I'm glad I finally get to quit my job soon," Toby said, making me giggle lightly.
"I'm really proud of you, Tobes." I say, kissing his cheek again.
I'm excited for Toby. I know how badly he wants to quit his job (not to mention how much I hate his job too.)
All I want is for him to be happy. If this new job will make him happy, then I'm excited for him. When you truly love someone, you'll do anything to make them happy. Seeing them hurt makes you feel like you've failed. And I'm not going to let anything get in the way of Toby's happiness.
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.Six months later...