"Yeah, how did you know?"
"Oh my God, you're pregnant!"
"W-what? That's not possible."
"Isn't it, though?"
I look at my reflection in the mirror and make an effort to think back. Five weeks. Oh shit. What am I going to do? I don't know how to feel about this.
"I need to get a test."
"Wait. Tell me what you're feeling. I mean if the test comes out positive you'll be having a baby in what, eight months?"
"I don't know what to think, Becky. It could be the best thing that's happened to me or the worst."
"Before you start spiraling, go to the drugstore on the corner and get that test."
I do what my friend says, mainly because I don't know what else to do. I buy two different kinds of tests and bring them back to the office. Thankfully, I can pee on command and use both tests just to make sure. I pace the bathroom floor while I wait for the results.
It seems to take forever for the timer to finish until it finally does, and I have to face the consequences of my actions. A plus sign and a double line. Both show that I'm pregnant. Tears come down my face as I search in my mind and heart for something to feel.
Am I happy? Do I feel trapped? Is this a good thing? It's a tiny little baby is what it is. A baby that will never know it's father because I never traded my contact information with Lucian. I guess I'm doing this alone. I throw some cold water on my face and check myself out in the mirror once again.
I'm going to be a mom. A tiny little creature is growing inside me and I get to share my life with it. Watch it grow and love it with all my heart. It's not the type of love I was looking for, but Ithink it is even better. Becky comes into the bathroom again and looks at me.
"Well, are we happy or sad?"
"I'm going to have a baby!"
We hug each other and start jumping around the bathroom, celebrating this new life that I've been given. Because my life will probably never be the same after this. Becky and I celebrate in the break room with some soda and crackers left from the last 'party' we had at the office.
"Becky, this changes everything for me."
"I think you are going to be a wonderful mother, Kimber."
"I've got so much to do and only eight months to do it."
"The first thing you have to do is get an appointment with an OBGYN. Get yourself checked out. The doctor will tell you the next steps."
A part of me loves starting new journeys, and this is just that. There are so many books to read and things to buy. I take a breath and try to calm myself down. I have an amazing job as a reporter and can afford to have this baby on my own.
My baby will want for nothing. Except for a father. Could I find Lucian if I tried hard enough? I mean, I don't even know his last name. It's best that I think about the things I can control instead of the ones I can't. That night I go to bed with a doctor's appointment in the calendar and the amazing feeling that I'm not alone anymore.
Chapter 9
5 months later
Kimber
I'm thrilled with how things are going with the baby. I still get a bit tired in the evenings, but I just make sure I have timeto rest at night and during the weekends. I'm putting together a nursery in one of the bedrooms in my apartment and can't wait until I've filled it with toys and everything this baby needs.
Today has been a light day for me as I turned in my articles for the week yesterday. However, I see Becky storming out of her office, and I cross my fingers that she's not coming my way. Let another one of the reporters take the assignment.
Unfortunately, life is not as rose colored as I would like, and Becky walks into my office, looking resigned. As she enters, she lifts her hands as if defending herself from me.
"It has to be you."
"Becky…"
