Baby baby no

A wave of nausea hits as I open my eyes. This has been happening every morning for a week now. I make it to the bathroom just in time to empty the contents of my stomach into the porcelain bowl. Sweat drips down my face and neck and I am shaking desperately. Suddenly a thought comes creeping through and I freeze cold and place a hand over my stomach, my womb. Could it be? No Please god no ~37 minutes later~ I hold my breath while I wait for the result when a memory slips into the forefront of my mind. My grandmother used to say "Don't hold your breath when making wishes, the devil will steal your air and curse your wish." I release my breath in a rush just as the little blue plus sign appears. No baby baby no

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