10| Ultrasound.

Being pregnant isn't easy. I'm in the last month of my first trimester now, and things are so weird. I still have six more months to go, and I'm already all lazy and always tired.

Thankfully, Oliver is home frequently these days. Some days, I go without lifting a finger. Not literally, but one day.

I started taking online medical courses. I don't think I'm ready to go to physical school yet. I'm still haunted by my days at the pack school.

Whenever Harry wasn't around then, I used to mop the floors. Literally. Everyone always thought I was beneath them and made it their duty to remind me of that every day.

Some would set their legs for me to fall across the hallway, while some would stick gum in my hair when I wasn't aware. The worst were the writings on my lockers.

I think back to those harsh words every day. Some days, I say them as a chant in my head, forcing me to push through the day since they were the worst.

Anyway, enough about the bad past. Today, Oliver and I are going to ge