I’m sorry for any inconvenience I may have caused and I’m sorry if I’m letting anyone down with this decision, but it just didn’t feel right.”
“Maggie, it’s okay, this isn’t the first time we’ve had a mother change her mind. It’s just something we deal with on a regular basis,” she says, sounding defeated once again.
“I just want to thank you for everything,” I say. She wishes me luck and we say goodbye. Over the next hour I make several calls. The first is to my realtor, Marissa. I need to let her know that I will not be renewing my lease and that I will be moving out on November 15, which will leave two months on my lease.
The next call I make is to Nadia. I tell her my plan and that I would like for us to get together before I move. My last call is to Sydney; I’ve kept this from her long enough. She’s been my best friend for the last ten years and I need to be honest with her.
“Mags, what’s up?” she says, when she answers.
I take a deep breath. “Hey, Sydney, are you busy?”
“No, I’m just hanging out and watching TV,” she says.
“Good, because I need to tell you something.” And over the next hour I tell her everything. I tell her about Sam, the baby, and my plans to move to Savannah, Georgia. Her silence is hard to take. I know she feels nothing but hurt and disappointment for keeping this from her for so long, and for the next several hours we talk and cry. When we finally hang up and I feel as though another brick has been lifted from my chest.
One week later, Nadia and Debra help me pack up my apartment the night before I leave. We order Chinese takeout. They drink wine while I have water. We laugh and cry and I finally feel like it’s all going to be okay. I tell them how thankful and lucky I am for having met them. We promise each other that we will keep in touch and I tell them I will keep them up to date with everything. Before they leave, Nadia hugs me and tells me she will be over early with her uncle so they can help me load my things into my car.
The next morning I’m up and dressed before the sun is even shining. I walk down the street to the coffee shop and pick up some lattes for the three of us. As I’m walking back, I take one last look at the neighborhood I fell in love with. I feel a little sad knowing that this was my dream and it’s gone. I hold my head high, satisfied with what I’ve accomplished and what awaits me. After the last box is loaded in my car, I turn to Nadia and hug her tight. I kiss her on the cheek and tell her goodbye, trying to keep it upbeat, but after pulling away from the curb, I let it all out. And fourteen hours later I’m pulling into Aunt Virginia’s driveway. I can see her standing at the front door when my headlights shine towards the house and I jump out to meet her as she climbs down the steps.
“Maggie, sweetie, how was your drive?” She grabs me in a tight hug.
“It was good, it went by a lot quicker than I had expected,” I say.
“You look tired, come in and let’s get you settled.” she takes my bag.
I grab the bag that has what I need for the night and follow her inside. “I’ll unload everything in the morning. Right now I need a shower and a soft bed.” I say, following her into the house.
After my shower, I unload a few things and climb into bed. I feel as though I’ve lived a hundred lives these past few months and I drift off into a restful sleep.
The next few days go by fast as I slowly get settled into a regular routine. I make my first appointment to see Dr. Bussey, OB/GYN. When I step into her office, it feels right, as if this is where I was meant to be.
“I’d really like to do an ultrasound today and we can determine the sex of your baby, if that’s okay with you?” she asks.
My pulse picks up as a smile comes across my face and I nod. “Wow, I can find out whether I’m having a boy or a girl?” I ask, feeling very nervous, but excited.
“Yes, and it should confirm the
“Maggie, it’s okay, this isn’t the first time we’ve had a mother change her mind. It’s just something we deal with on a regular basis,” she says, sounding defeated once again.
“I just want to thank you for everything,” I say. She wishes me luck and we say goodbye. Over the next hour I make several calls. The first is to my realtor, Marissa. I need to let her know that I will not be renewing my lease and that I will be moving out on November 15, which will leave two months on my lease.
The next call I make is to Nadia. I tell her my plan and that I would like for us to get together before I move. My last call is to Sydney; I’ve kept this from her long enough. She’s been my best friend for the last ten years and I need to be honest with her.
“Mags, what’s up?” she says, when she answers.
I take a deep breath. “Hey, Sydney, are you busy?”
“No, I’m just hanging out and watching TV,” she says.
“Good, because I need to tell you something.” And over the next hour I tell her everything. I tell her about Sam, the baby, and my plans to move to Savannah, Georgia. Her silence is hard to take. I know she feels nothing but hurt and disappointment for keeping this from her for so long, and for the next several hours we talk and cry. When we finally hang up and I feel as though another brick has been lifted from my chest.
One week later, Nadia and Debra help me pack up my apartment the night before I leave. We order Chinese takeout. They drink wine while I have water. We laugh and cry and I finally feel like it’s all going to be okay. I tell them how thankful and lucky I am for having met them. We promise each other that we will keep in touch and I tell them I will keep them up to date with everything. Before they leave, Nadia hugs me and tells me she will be over early with her uncle so they can help me load my things into my car.
The next morning I’m up and dressed before the sun is even shining. I walk down the street to the coffee shop and pick up some lattes for the three of us. As I’m walking back, I take one last look at the neighborhood I fell in love with. I feel a little sad knowing that this was my dream and it’s gone. I hold my head high, satisfied with what I’ve accomplished and what awaits me. After the last box is loaded in my car, I turn to Nadia and hug her tight. I kiss her on the cheek and tell her goodbye, trying to keep it upbeat, but after pulling away from the curb, I let it all out. And fourteen hours later I’m pulling into Aunt Virginia’s driveway. I can see her standing at the front door when my headlights shine towards the house and I jump out to meet her as she climbs down the steps.
“Maggie, sweetie, how was your drive?” She grabs me in a tight hug.
“It was good, it went by a lot quicker than I had expected,” I say.
“You look tired, come in and let’s get you settled.” she takes my bag.
I grab the bag that has what I need for the night and follow her inside. “I’ll unload everything in the morning. Right now I need a shower and a soft bed.” I say, following her into the house.
After my shower, I unload a few things and climb into bed. I feel as though I’ve lived a hundred lives these past few months and I drift off into a restful sleep.
The next few days go by fast as I slowly get settled into a regular routine. I make my first appointment to see Dr. Bussey, OB/GYN. When I step into her office, it feels right, as if this is where I was meant to be.
“I’d really like to do an ultrasound today and we can determine the sex of your baby, if that’s okay with you?” she asks.
My pulse picks up as a smile comes across my face and I nod. “Wow, I can find out whether I’m having a boy or a girl?” I ask, feeling very nervous, but excited.
“Yes, and it should confirm the
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