Suzanne's Diary

Page Nineteen

                08 December 2011

                I am happy because my prayers got heard.

                I am happy because I was given a chance to celebrate Christmas.

                But I am surprised by the results—not only me, but everyone in the room, including Angelo and Maria.

                Congratulations, Mrs. Gallo, you are two weeks and two days pregnant.

                I…am pregnant? Does that mean...Angelo and I…argh, how am I supposed to put it? When I had sex with Angelo…he wasn’t protected? Oh, yeah, that reminds me. He was utterly unprepared for that. Why am I even thinking about Angelo? I also had sex with Tony. Oh, the doctor did say two weeks. So, I still get to become a mother? But, my guess I wouldn’t even last for three months, how much more nine?

                So, that explains the morning sickness, my sudden mood swings and rejection to asparagus soup, and how I liked Profumo di Mamma. It all made sense.

                I shifted my gaze to Angelo. He was avoiding me. Probably guilty. But, doesn’t he know it’s one of my wish? To become a mother and he granted it. Oh, now I remember. Tony was the one who had seen my bucket list. The one that probably disappeared.

                I am happy. That’s all I have to say.

                Happily yours,

                Mommy Suzanne. J