Pt. 2 Telepathic thoughts to my bundle of joy
Hey there! I keep calling you "son" because I strongly believe you're a boy. I went back to the hospital today and basically I have to go every 2 days to make sure you're developing properly. So far, so good. They keep poking me up with needles, one of my phobias. I had an Uber driver today named Bernard. That was your grandpas name, he passed away about 10 years ago. I feel like ever since he told me in a dream that I was pregnant with you, he's been making it his duty to show me he's my guardian angel. I'm so honored to be your mom, you're gonna hear me say that a lot. The other day I cried myself to sleep, and I prayed it didn't affect you. I felt like a burden, I was triggered. The next morning I decided to lock in and keep working on strengthening my self concept. I have so many people in my life who absolutely love and appreciate me, I'm a pretty awesome girl, and these are the things that I must remind myself when I feel down. Don't...