True love

I am in the waiting room of my ob-gyn. Nervous and feeling strangely out of place. There are three other couples in the waiting room. Each woman shows late stages of pregnancy.

My pregnancy is young. So young, I cannot wrap my head around the fact that, if all goes well, I am going to be a mom. A single mom. My child's father is not going to be my partner. At that point, I am not even sure he will acknowledge he is the father.

So, I turn my eyes away from the seemingly happy couples and glance down at the coffee table covered in gossip magazines. Beneath the pile, I see the corner of one of those beautiful photography books and inspiring quotes.

The photos are all in black and white, beautiful images of people in motion and stillness. Beneath every picture is an inspiring quote. I look at the images, read the quotes, and grow quiet at a quote I will paraphrase: "You can only find true love if you first have a love of truth." 

Truth – I am going to be a mom. Truth – I am so happy someone has chosen me to be their mom. Truth – I'm really scared and alone, but not really.