We Shouldn't Be
“Yeah. “
I nod, the tears I’ve been holding back now falling
He wipes them but they kept falling
“What kinds of tears are those, happy or sad?”
“I’m scared,”
He pulls me closer, wrapping his arms around me. I couldn’t help but sob in his chest.
Am I ready to be a mom?
Is he ready to be a dad yet?
Does he even want to be a dad?
will we be great parents?
Those thoughts were running wild in my head. Once I had calmed down enough.
He spoke, his voice sounding like he was crying
“Sweet baby, you will only stress yourself and the baby if you keep thinking about all those things. We’ll both be great parents, we’ll be the mom and dad we never had, we won’t ever hurt our little child, you’ll never le
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