Humpty Dumpty
chapter 15
"Karen, what's wrong?" Grace asked me gently kneeling down next to my chair, I had just had time to throw the empty bottles of wine away and sit back down before Grace had entered the room, the second I saw her I started sobbing, partly out of gulit and shame and partly out of fear, I have grown to love my little girl so much and to think that I might have hurt her broke my heart.
"I did the stupidest thing," I gushed sobbing harder. "What? Did something happen with Stan?" Grace asked as she reached for my back and started rubbing it gently. "I got drunk last night, or at least I think I did, I had a glass of wine after I got off the phone with Stan and then I woke up this morning and there were three bottles of empty wine next to me and I had a really bad headache and felt sick, like I was hung over." I told her. "Grace I'm scared, what if I hurt the baby?"
"Oh Karen," Grace said looking confued by what I had just told her. "You were doing so well, not drinking..." she trailed off looking disapointed. "I'll ring your doctor and tell her what happened, see if she needs to see you."
Grace said walking over to the phone. I closed my eyes and tried not to painc. What if my baby ended up with brain damage because of what i havve done, I would never forgive myself.
"Kare, the doctor said she'll see you at 4pm, she said everything should be alright but better safe that sorry, I'm going to work now, you take the day off, your no good to me hung over anyway." Grace, humg the phoner up and ran out the front door. I thought about what the doctor had said about it probably being alright, I had read in all the baby books that it can take one drink to cause brain damage in some babys and others can have mothers who drink a bottle of vodka a day and suffer no ill effects, I hoped to God that my baby was one of those ones, not that I'll be drinking while I'm pregnant again.
I felt sick and sleepy so I got up off the chair and walked into my room lay down on the bed and cried myself to sleep.
chapter 15
"Karen, what's wrong?" Grace asked me gently kneeling down next to my chair, I had just had time to throw the empty bottles of wine away and sit back down before Grace had entered the room, the second I saw her I started sobbing, partly out of gulit and shame and partly out of fear, I have grown to love my little girl so much and to think that I might have hurt her broke my heart.
"I did the stupidest thing," I gushed sobbing harder. "What? Did something happen with Stan?" Grace asked as she reached for my back and started rubbing it gently. "I got drunk last night, or at least I think I did, I had a glass of wine after I got off the phone with Stan and then I woke up this morning and there were three bottles of empty wine next to me and I had a really bad headache and felt sick, like I was hung over." I told her. "Grace I'm scared, what if I hurt the baby?"
"Oh Karen," Grace said looking confued by what I had just told her. "You were doing so well, not drinking..." she trailed off looking disapointed. "I'll ring your doctor and tell her what happened, see if she needs to see you."
Grace said walking over to the phone. I closed my eyes and tried not to painc. What if my baby ended up with brain damage because of what i havve done, I would never forgive myself.
"Kare, the doctor said she'll see you at 4pm, she said everything should be alright but better safe that sorry, I'm going to work now, you take the day off, your no good to me hung over anyway." Grace, humg the phoner up and ran out the front door. I thought about what the doctor had said about it probably being alright, I had read in all the baby books that it can take one drink to cause brain damage in some babys and others can have mothers who drink a bottle of vodka a day and suffer no ill effects, I hoped to God that my baby was one of those ones, not that I'll be drinking while I'm pregnant again.
I felt sick and sleepy so I got up off the chair and walked into my room lay down on the bed and cried myself to sleep.