I tried to drive home today to spend a few days with my family. But after needing to pull over every fifteen minutes to violently vomit into a bag, I turned around an hour in and had to come back to my apartment. So aside from being miserably sick, I'm also alone and so depressed. I was looking forward to little hugs and little kisses and little voices. But all I have is some movies and my toilet bowl. I'm beginning to think I got food poisoning from something, because I haven't been this sick since I found out I was gonna be a mama.
I'm tryin to focus on the good stuff; the future. Having a little person with me at all times, teaching it to read and write and swim, taking it for ice cream and trips to the lake. Picking out little outfits, and feeling the weight of it as it falls asleep in my arms. Little curls and small sockies.
Focus.
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