fears

i am sometimes afraid for myself and for my baby. i am alone in the house most of the time... what if i slip while going downstairs? what if i started bleeding? what if someone comes and attacks me in the middle of the night?

i feel so alone.

funny, i speak with hundreds of people everyday in the course of my work and yet... i find myself alone. always alone.

i was right when i told me mother i can't stop working. i really can't. i can't afford to. because no one is going to take care of me. and now i am going to have a baby, i am even more afraid. some days, when working long hours... i want to quit. i want to rest for my little one's sake... maybe grab a bite to eat because for the nth time i missed lunch again and my stomach is grumbling. but i can't. too much is at stake. if i stop working i won't have money when my baby comes. then who will take care of us?

i lie down at night thinking if he'll be a good father. and then i get scared. he is unable to deal with the pressure and take care of a pregnant wife. what more a helpless infant? he puts up with me everyday and i can see him burdened by it. so sad. because you cannot merely "put up" with a child, the way you "put up" with me. children need to be cherished and nurtured.

i am afraid, as shown by how you are as a husband, you don't know how.