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•First month, April 2018
Once again, I had no idea. We're competing for a dance competition that month so I've been really busy. I'm always exhausted because of the rehearsals. I thought my dizziness was only caused of my exhaustion every day. I didn't know I was pregnant again.
•Second month, May 2018.
I feel bothered. I waited for my period for the whole month of April but it didn't came. I was anxious and I had a feeling that I'm maybe pregnant again. I started to eat a lot, because I'm always hungry. I finally decided to take a pregnancy test. And shoot!!!! It's positive. I cried. I was so disappointed with myself. I'm scared of disappointing my family once again. I'm tired of making my mom cry. That month was the celebration of Acacia's first birthday. I was stressed instead of being happy. I'm so mad at myself because it's not the baby's fault. I'm so mad at myself because instead of being happy and grateful, my feelings were all negative that time.
•Third month, June 2018.
My baby bump started to grow. Luckily, it was my school's vacation so I don't need to worry about my uniform might won't fit me. I focused on my daughter, I took care of her while I'm just staying home. I did everything her nanny does while I was in school. I did her laundry, I washed the bottles, I fed her, I let her sleep on my chest. I did everything that a full time mom does with her child. And even if it's tiring, I'm glad it helped me to lessen my worries sometimes.
•Fourth month, July 2018.
I had a terrible anxiety. At night I'd always cry. I'd always worry about what if my mom finds out that I'm pregnant again. Acacia helps me though. She's my only source of laughter that time. It's getting more harder for me because my baby bump was getting bigger. I had to start wearing oversized shirts just so my mom wouldn't notice. I had to puke silently just so they won't hear me. I had to watch what I eat, and what was I'm about to smell. I played good at hiding though. But of course, that doesn't last.
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Short StoryCOMPLETED This is my second pregnancy story. I had a hard time writing this one because I get too emotional. My pregnancy with my second child was harder than my first one for me. My mental health was so much affected that time. I hope you enjoy rea...
