Wayo
I got to sleep in today because I'm following a staggered class schedule. I knew before the start of this semester that I didn't want to take classes 5 days a week so I only go 3 days but the only issue is that all my classes are in those 3 days. But at least I have 2 weekdays where I can relax and I'm free on the weekends. Ming did the same because he doesn't want me to attend all my appointments alone but honestly I think it's because he doesn't want to go to school every day.
As I got out of bed I felt a little dizzy. I haven't had morning sickness in a while so I am thankful for that but I still get these annoying headaches. I'm pretty sure it's because my body is not used to being addicted to the caffeine this baby craves.
I walked down stairs and I saw Ming attempting to cook something for me. I raised an eyebrow because I was waiting to see if Ming could make it through cooking this meal without breaking something. Yesterday he dropped two mugs and somehow managed to melt the rubber spatula.
"Breakfast is almost ready. I thought I would be in the clear today but I broke the salt shaker. I swept but please watch out for broken glass" he said
I laughed and I brewed some coffee. Just the smell of it was enough to make this headache go away. I had to fight with these two to let me drink regular coffee. They were about to make me switch to decaf but after I started throwing a tantrum about how I feel like I'm being controlled they backed away slowly and handed me the regular coffee. I told them it was my hormones talking and now they pretty much fear me whenever I get mad.
After we were done eating Ming told me to get ready for the appointment. Honestly with his level of excitement I wouldn't doubt it if the doctor thought he was my baby's father. I got dressed and sat at the end of my bed and let out a sigh.
I'm really happy to hopefully see a photo of my baby but this just all seems overwhelming. I know I have a family that will be willing to help out but I don't want them to take on all this responsibility. I was the one that had unprotected sex. I was the one that didn't even know that guy's name. I could have been hurt or given an STD. I put myself in such a risky situation and maybe doing this alone was punishment. I don't regret keeping my baby. In fact I still feel guilty for ever wanting an abortion. What if the baby knows what I originally wanted to do? Will he or she hate me?
"Yo hurry up before we're late!" Ming yelled up the staircase snapping me out of my thoughts
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