Amanda’s POV
Oh. My. GOD!
How can this even be real?
I want to sink down onto the bathroom floor and weep (out of joy, anguish, or fear I can’t quite decide). Only Mark is holding me right now, and kissing me, and saying how happy he is. It’s kind of hard to decide how I feel and how to react to all of this with Mark holding me up and being all happy and s**t.
But then Mark seemed to realize he was going to be very late for work. Suddenly he left, after promising to bring home dinner later and we’d ‘celebrate’. Whatever that means. I hope he doesn’t mean s*x. So now I’m left all alone to process all of these thoughts and emotions on my own!
I’m going to be a mother. Holy heck on a cracker, I don’t know if I’m really ready for all of this responsibility! And now it’s happen
