But, now, here I was sitting in front of my mom's house praying to God that this conversation was going to go even a fraction better than the last. I wasn't sure I couldn't take much more judgment without crying. Being pregnant has made me ready for an emotional breakdown at the drop of a dime. After finally getting out of the car, I knocked on the front door and waited anxiously.
"My sweet baby, what has brought you here?" My mom exclaimed before pulling me into a bone-crushing hug. I accepted the embrace, relishing the comfort that only my mother could offer.
"I wanted to stop by and see you and ask you a few questions," I said with an excited smile.