After getting in some sexy time with Ethan, the energy I have the next few days is remarkable. I mean, I knew sex helped with headaches and stress, but pregnancy symptoms? Someone should write a book about this stuff.
At work, I move faster and easier than I have in forever. I feel great and I just feel like myself again. Feeling myself again makes me very much excited to go to the club tomorrow night. I’m happy I’m still early in my pregnancy because I can still put some slim sexy looks before I start looking for something to make my belly look sexy. Ethan, somehow thought this morning that he could see a slight belly at a side angle this morning so I had to stress that it doesn’t work like that.
Ethan has already thrown ideas around about us moving in together. I told him that I like my place better than his so his solution was to find a larger place in the same building that we both like. So next week we will be apartment hunting in the building. Hopefully, we find something we both can agree with it.
Deep down, I can tell Ethan wants a boy. However, I am crossing my fingers for a girl. Anna and I have been texting names back and forth which is probably too soon, but we can’t help it. I want to be excited about this but, I also want to make sure I make it out of my first trimester safely. I try not to make my worrying noticeable, but it’s hard to keep it bottled up. I never really saw myself being pregnant so I don’t really know how to think or feel. I’m excited but, at the same time, I’m terrified. Most women would simply call their mother’s but, I can’t...or can I?
It’s been almost a year since I talked to my mother and neither of us has tried reaching out to each other. I don’t know if she wants to talk to me but, whatever she’s thinking the same about me. We didn’t end on good terms and she wasn’t in her right mind when she told me to get the hell out of her house.
When I get back to my office from lunch, I sit down and pull out my phone. I know my mother’s number by heart no matter how many times I tried to forget it. The only problem is, I don’t know if her line is even connected. She was never good at paying bills.
Dialing her number, I sit back and let the phone ring for a few seconds. After the 4th ring, someone answers.
“Uh, hi, can I speak to Maggie?”
“This is she.” Whoa, she sounds good.
“Hi, mom, it’s me.”
“Thea.” She sighs on the phone.
She doesn’t say anything for a moment but suddenly, I hear her sniffing.
“Mom? Are you crying?”
“Yes. I’m so happy you called. I didn’t know if you were... I just didn’t know if you were okay. Are you okay?”
“Yeah, I’m good. Are you okay?”
“I’m great, baby girl.”
“Look, Thea, I just want to apologize. I’m so sorry for doing what I did. I was a horrible mother and I’m sorry. Please, forgive me.”
I don’t know if it’s the pregnancy hormones or just the fact that I’ve missed my mother but, tears swell in my eyes and I start sobbing.
“Yeah, I forgive you.”
At the same time, Ethan walks in and when he sees me, he frowns. He asks me what’s wrong but, I ignore him.
“Where are you? Where do you live?”
“New York City.”
“Oh my Lord, that’s so far.”
“I know but, I’m okay. It was rough at first but, things started turning around. I have a job and a fiance and....I’m pregnant.”
I have to pull the phone away from my ear because as much as I try not to acknowledge it, my mother is a country mess. Her screaming on the phone could burst an eardrum. As I’m holding the phone away from my ear, Ethan is still wondering what’s going on. Wiping a tear, I grab my notepad and write My Mom on it. His eyes immediately widen.
When my mother stops screaming, she simply says.
“I’m coming. I’m gonna catch the first flight out and come to you. I have to see my baby girl.”
“Are you serious?” My eyes widen which makes Ethan’s eyes widen even more.
“Yes, baby. I have so much to make up for. I’ve been sober ever since you left and have regretted what I did the moment you walked out my door.”
“Oh my God, I’m so happy. I thought this call was going to be a shit show.”
My mom laughs. “Me too!”
We gush about missing each other for a few minutes longer before she says she has to go buy luggage and book a flight. When we get off the phone, I just start crying all over again. Ethan kneels down and rests his hands on my knees.
“How’d it go?”
“It went great. She’s coming here to see me.”
“Really?! I’m so happy for you, baby. I know how important it is to have your mother here while pregnant. How long is she visiting?”
“I don’t know. She didn’t say but, she said she was off to buy luggage so I guess a while.”
Ethan smile, kissing my hand.
“I’m happy for you, love. Now stop crying before people think I yelled at you or something.”
I smack his arm before he leans in to kiss me. For the rest of the day, I can’t keep my excitement down. When I tell Anna, she is just as excited for me. She tells me that it’s going to be so fun hanging out with her. Before the end of our text conversation, Anna has already planned a few fun activities for us when my mom arrives.
I just can’t believe that one simple phone call has changed so much. My mother sounds so vibrant and happy which makes me happy. I never hated her, I just disliked how she was living her life and when she told me to leave, I was hurt so I left without looking back. Sometimes I think I should have stayed but, if I had, she probably wouldn’t have gotten better. Sometimes it takes something tragic to put life into perspective.
After work, my mom texts me that she books her flight for Monday which is great since I have plans for the club tomorrow night. It would’ve been awkward to have to lie to her about where I was going half dressed in a trench coat. Not a good way to start her visit here.
When I get home, I go into the second bedroom and take a few pictures so Ethan and I can go out and buy some furniture. As we’re talking about it, Ethan mentions that he hasn’t seen me smile so much in a long time. I guess with Kate and finding out I’m pregnant, my mind has been all over the place but, I think having my mom here will give me something positive to focus on.