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