For the next few weeks, Tracy had accompanied me to the OB every time I had to make a visit. She was also so careful that she even texts me almost all the time reminding me of the things I should not do.
I am now sixteen weeks pregnant and I couldn’t lie that my baby bump is showing whenever I come to work. I don’t usually go to the site now because I am afraid that the chemicals from the site might affect my baby.
“You need to tell your boss about your condition so he’d give you a little lesser work.” Tracy said as we were eating breakfast. “I mean, you can’t stress yourself now—especially now.”
I looked at her before taking in another bite of the pancake she made, nodding in agreement. I’m pretty sure she wants me out of any stressor there is. I’m thankful for that.
“Mom asked me
