AGATHA BUYS
I am over a month pregnant and still in my first not-so-fun trimester. Who knew that pregnancy is no fun? The people in magazines and on TV make it look fun.
I bite on my croissant as I read through the monthly pregnancy magazine that Ricardo makes sure it gets delivered to me until I give birth. I really do appreciate Ricardo's support, but for how long will he keep me under his wing?
"You are up early," Ricardo says as he steps into the kitchen. He spends most of his time here and uses the other room to sleep just to make sure that I am well.
"The baby didn't allow me to sleep further. The morning sickness just sucks!" I complain, flaring my nose.
"I'm sorry. When is your next doctor's appointment?"
"She'll be coming in a week's time." Ricardo does not allow me to go ou
