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Thursday, 12th of March, 2015
Connie Lestrange is feeling ecstatic!
Calvin and I are so happy to announce that we are expecting! Never thought I'd see the day when I'd become a mother again but it's here and we couldn't be more pleased. Only almost 9 weeks along but it's sure going to be quite the adventure with my gorgeous man right by my side!!!
In what I assumed was going to be a less than thrilling stalk of my Facebook news feed, turned into something entirely different when I stumbled across a certain post from my mother, claiming that her and Calvin were expecting and they couldn't be happier. Putting the new found baby news to the back of mind had been a struggle the past two weeks, especially when it had been eating at me about how the poor child was going to grow up in a world with two pathetic parents. It simply wasn't fair on them.
As well as that, the fact that I had decided to completely sever ties with Mum was playing over and over in my mind — questions about whether it was the right decision or not. But when it came down to it, she had put me through nothing but misery over the years, so I knew it was the right thing to do. She didn't deserve me in her life.
A photo of Mum's nine week belly, which really wasn't anything at this point, as well as an ultrasound photo of the little jelly bean, had been attached to the status. There were comments from her friends and family congratulating her and praising her for taking such a high risk at this point in her life. All of it made me roll my eyes, but it was the slow build up of anger and rage inside my body that came as a surprise to me. I had been trying so hard not to show my emotions on that particular matter, seeing as I hadn't told a single person about it, but having to physically control my breathing out of fear of getting myself worked up was something new. I mean, the entire lead up to a panic attack wasn't new to me, except I thought I was doing a solid job of holding my emotions hostage inside of me. But maybe I was wrong.
"Suzy?"
I looked up from my phone, suddenly brought back to the reality that involved standing in my kitchen, surrounded by my flatmates, not whatever mess was in my mind. Violet narrowed her eyes towards me when I still didn't answer her.
"Sorry, what?" I asked, feigning innocence.
"You okay?" she questioned, reaching forward to grab the bottle of vodka. "You kinda look... Frazzled."
I forced a smile and nodded. "I'm — yeah, I'm fine." Violet's eyebrows knitted together and she looked as though she wanted to question it further, except I took that moment to quickly add, "Ready for the next round of shots?"
"Did I hear shots?" Mila span on her heels, ending the conversation with Naomi and two of her other friends, and raised her eyebrow. "'Cause you know I'm always up for another round of shots."
