It’d been a few hours since Isaac left, and my irritation towards him had subsided for the most part. I’d thought about it for a little bit and decided that whoever he was going out with and whatever he was doing in his free time was none of my business or my concern, and reminded myself that my main focus was the baby.
“Come on.” I huffed quietly as I rolled over onto my back, turning my head to look out the window. My eyes had fully adjusted to the darkness at this point – after all, I’d been tossing and turning in bed trying to fall asleep for the last hour and a half with no luck. My mind naturally drifted to Isaac and the situation I was in.
Over the last few days, I’d been thinking a lot about what else I could do besides growing and nurturing the baby inside of me. Helping
