April sighed as she slowly placed her pale hands on her stomach. April had been recently experiencing some less than pleasant stomach pains. She was exhausted all day long, and she could barely sleep.
April quickly glanced at the clock, it was 3:22 AM. She was quite envious that her husband, Jackson was getting a good night's sleep while she was wide-awake, and in excruciating pain.
Realizing there was no way she was going to fall back asleep she walked to the bathroom, and that's when it dawned on her. Could she possibly be pregnant? She was nauseous ,tired,and terribly moody. She frantically opened a drawer and pulled out a pregnancy test.
She had been meaning to tell Jackson that she wanted to try for a second now that their son Charlie turned three. However, she couldn't build up the courage. Every time she came close to telling Jackson a million questions flew through her head. What if he thinks one is enough? What if he was scarred from the last pregnancy? What if he thinks it's too early to be trying again? And with that she would leave the room.
April was pacing around the bathroom anxiously awaiting the result of the pregnancy test. Every so often she would quickly glance at the counter where the test lay. April wasn't even sure what she wanted the test to read. She desperately wanted another child but she was paralyzed with fear everytime she tried to imagine Jackson's reaction to another baby.
Finally the test was ready. April hands were violently shaking as she picked up the test. POSITIVE.