Anne
After leaving the doctor's office, I headed back to the office. The new owners finally took over and were watching everyone. I didn't want to give them any reason to replace me. Especially now. I needed my job. Though as I sat back at my desk, I found myself unable to focus on work. Instead, I pulled the stilled image the doctor gave me from the ultrasound and stared at it. Seven weeks along. Nearly two months along already. Running a hand over my stomach, the idea was so hard to believe. I know it was too early to start showing. But my mind found the idea of me being pregnant hard to believe, with my stomach still feeling the same as always. If it weren't for all the proof that I was, in fact, pregnant, I would definitely not believe it.
Someone clearing their throat behind me mad
