I put the toothbrush down in the holder, and stepped out of the bathroom. When I opened the door Jesse was already there waiting for me. He rubbed my back as I smiled sheepishly. We walked back into the living room and continued our search for a house that we liked in Dallas.

We had already decided that we definitely were going to need a house, and we had to find one soon. Before the morning sickness had hit we had narrowed down the search to two houses, in the city. One was a Tudor with a beautiful slanted looking roof. The other was very square and modern with a ton of glass. Each had four bedrooms, and three and a half bathrooms.

Jesse sighed and looked at me, "What do you want Queirda?"

"Well I personally like the Tudor; it is really pretty and has a ton of room to grow in. It's in a nice neighborhood with good schools. It's on a cul-de-sac, and in a really safe neighborhood. I say we go with that one."

He smiled at me again and picked up the piece of paper, which had the picture and information on the house. He handed it to me and I looked at the price; right in the middle of our budget. It was the perfect house.

He got off the couch and walked over to the phone. Picked it up, dialed the number on the sheet and put and offer on our house. I walked upstairs to get ready for the day, a long day of teaching. I picked out a black top, black is slimming. It was ruffled on the top, the sleeves to the bottom of the bust with two buttons at the very top. The rest of the shirt just went down and flared out a little bit. I put on a pair of comfortable jeans, and brushed through my hair, and set out on my way. (link to outfit on my site) I grabbed my purse, a black tote with white stitching. (also have a link)

I had decided this morning that today is the day that I tell the principle and fellow teachers that I am having a baby. I was nervous, my principle was a great principle, but I didn't know how to connect with her on a human level.

I was a teacher at a local elementary school, I taught the fifth graders. I loved them, they were the perfect age, and all the kids I had in my classroom were great, as were their parents. I walked into the office and the secretary gave me a warm smile. I smiled back timidly.

"She's ready for your meeting; you can go in anytime you want."

I stepped through the second door on the left of the tiny hall. She motioned to the one chair in front of her, without looking up from the papers in front of her.

"So you wanted to talk today? I hope you aren't resigning, you're one of the best teachers I have here."

I drew in a breath; that was kind of shocking. I hadn't heard her refer to anyone ever as a good teacher. "My husband, he took a job in Texas, and we have to be there by the end of the month. So, yes I am resigning."

"Well, I'm sorry to hear that for two reasons. One I don't want to lose you as a teacher. But the other is the fact that I looked over your contract, and you signed one that said that you weren't allowed to quit. Or you would lose your whole salary for the year." She sighed at the end.

That was a big flashback. But I was positive that it was in there. I thanked her for the short amount of time and went to my classroom. I called Jesse the second I got in, knowing that I would have to leave a message.

"Hey Jesse, Um call me when you get this. Don't worry I'm fine we just need to talk. 'K love you, bye."

I hung up the phone as my first student walked in for the day. I took a deep breath and decided that I would not think about this the rest of the day. I would be happy and help my class.