Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
hazeljanae_ I think i've kept this private long enough. This is my baby girl, Miracle Sariyah Brown🥰. Her dad and I have tried so hard to keep her identity as our secret, but now she's ready to make her official debut. I want to show my masterpiece off to the world. I just wanted to share with y'all how much this little goddess has changed me. *Cardi b voice* My life changed draaastically! She has been a real blessing to our lives and I can't believe she's one already. She has truly been such a blessing for both me and her dad. I didn't think I could love anyone more than myself lol, but here she is! Happy first birthday my princess!😩💜🥳
I wiped my tears after I finished writing the paragraph. I stared at it until the screen went dark. Part of me still wanted to keep her identity away from the world, and part of me wanted to share it. She was beautiful so what could they say, she doesn't look like me? What's the worst that could happen?
"Yes ma'am?" I answered the phone for the millionth time today.
"Umm, Hazel?"
"Umm, Draya?"
"These people saying you weren't supposed to get the cake until tomorrow."
"Huh? No, I put today's date."
"That's what I told them but they said it's not ready."
"Okay well my baby's party is in three hours and I need that."
"I explained that to them." I took a deep breath as I closed my eyes. Miracle is teaching me anger management and patience.
"Hazel?"
"Give them the phone."
"Oh God.." She mumbled. I heard a few words being exchanged before the phone was passed over to one of the workers.
"Hi."
"Hello, i'm Hazel Jones, i'm the one that ordered the picture collage cake two weeks ago. I made it very clear that I needed it today by 3:00 so i'm not understanding the issue."
"No we have it, it's just not finished." Once again, deep breaths.
"Well why did you tell my friend it was scheduled to be picked up tomorrow?"
"I didn't, it must've been one of the workers."
"Are you the manager?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Well can you please tell your workers to have my daughters cake finished by the time I requested? If not, I want my money back."
"Um, yes ma'am."
"Thank you." I rolled my eyes, shaking my head as I hung up. People always want to fuck up at the last minute. If the cake wasn't finished, that's all you had to say instead of lying.
