Belly pushed forward, one hand at my back, the other slowly patting circles over my protruding stomach. I study my reflection from the side and front, imagining something inside. But there’s nothing there. Only the seed of doubt that has taken root and started to grow: there may never be.
Margaret is an amateur writer, but her mother thinks she’s WONDERFUL. She resides in Indianapolis.
Memories arise as she gradually awakens from her medical stupor. Behind her closed eyelids, she remembers the ambulance, doctors, and then the rush into C-section surgery.
Did her sweet baby–no wait, babies–make it?
She peeks open her hazel eyes to find two congratulatory balloons. One pink. One blue.
Jewel is a stay at home mother who spends her days chasing after her spunky two year old, and her free time writing and entering contests on sites such as Needle in the Hay.