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MILO

“Five weeks.”

She’s pregnant for a month and seven days.

Lindy is pregnant.

I exhaled deeply as I try to settle myself and my thoughts. The first thing I thought of when those words came out from her lips is that she was conceiving our baby is worrying about her future and not mine.

Lindy’s future is far much brighter than mine and I don’t want to ruin it by getting her pregnant.

My mind is speedily filled with worry and thoughts about her because I know she has so many dreams that she wants to achieve and that she will most definitely achieve. She wanted to be a lawyer and wish to defend those oppressed people who are less fortunate to fight for themselves. She wants to accomplish those dreams and I should be pushing her forward and not pulling her down or slowing her in reaching for all of her desires in life.

She has so many dreams and I am ruining them.

Crap, I ruined it.

As selfless as it may sound, I honestly didn’t worry a single bit about myself and my career. I did