NINETEEN

I am three weeks pregnant. Hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin mag proseso sa utak ko na may buhay na nasa sinapupunan ko. Every time I think about it ay nakikiliti ang tiyan ko, at parang may kung anong humahaplos sa puso ko. Ang sarap sa pakiramdam.

I leaned my head to his shoulder as we were her on our balcony. It's already seven in the evening, the soothing feeling is so relieving. I was eating an apple right now, I was craving it.

Diego wrapped his arms around me. I can feel him kissing my head. Hindi niya talaga ako na disappoint sa way of love language niya, he is more on action kasi. Hindi naman siya yung tahimik na tao, but if he thinks that things didn't need to be heard, he did it by action na lang.

“What are you thinking, babe?” tanong ko sa kanya, dahil mukhang malalim ang iniisip nito.

“Hmm.. wala naman babe, iniisip ko lang na lalaki na ang pamilya natin. I am so excited, and until now hindi pa rin mag process sa utak ko na may baby na tayo,” nakangiting wika ng asawa ko.