Vanessa
There's something weird about knowing you're carrying a baby inside you. It's exciting and scary. I can't wait to see the baby when it's born.
However, I'm terrified I'll do or not do something that will cause something to go wrong, such as a miscarriage or birth problems.
I only become sad when I think about what will happen in nine months.
I'm convinced that Brent will have plenty of sleepless nights, and I will spend plenty of those same nights crying--alone.
I'm not sure what it feels like to love a man--or fall in love with a man. I still consider myself too young to understand the process. However, I'm there.
I love Brent.
No, I'm in love with Brent.
I stand outside the accounting department building, staring at my acceptance letter again. It seemed like a fairytale, so I had to print the letter out. I'm not sure how it happened.