And so now it is October, the month I will turn into a mommy. And I am scared to death.
I’m scared of the delivery. I’m scared you won’t be healthy. I’m scared of the pain. I’m scared I won’t be able to cope with everything and everyone, I’m already so tired.
I hate not knowing when you will come. I hate not knowing what is about to happen. I feel so much pressure.
I’m scared you or I will have to stay in the hospital.

I go to the bathroom 10 times a night and when I’m asleep I dream about looking for the bathroom, but I can never find one I can use, the ones I do find are either too dirty, occupied or they have no walls.

Next monday the gynecologist is going to check if my cervix has started to dilate yet.