NINETY ONE

I woke up to an empty bed with Sin out of sight, and I stretched out my limbs. I definitely wasn't feeling better this morning; I sat up only to feel the familiar feeling of being nauseousness fill me up.

Ugh, I hate morning sickness. I got up quickly from the bed, with a hand placed on my mouth, and racing to the bathroom, spending nearly two minutes in the bathroom, pouring out my guts as I vomited every last bit of content in my stomach. I flushed the toilet while standing up to brush my teeth. I didn't have much energy to shower, so I opted for a bath.

After we both let our hearts out yesterday, I couldn’t help but feel we have grown even more closer. I was madly and utterly in love with him, despite the fact that he hasn't said it yet, I hoped for him to feel the same.

There were times I wanted to tell him how much I loved him, but it was hard to fight the urge within me not to spill out the L word, not with a baby in the midst of everything. Any time I build up the courage to