I lean my body over the bathroom sink.

I can't go through with this. I can't have another baby. I have already made my mind up about this situation.

So why is this so hard for me to talk to him about? Why can't I just tell him exactly how I feel?

He loves me. He will understand.

But will still love me even when I refuse to give him the one thing he desperately wants? Will he still look at me the same way when I deny him of his dream of becoming a father?

I don't know.

Here is what I do know:

I am terrified of being pregnant again. I do not want this pregnancy to end like my last one did. I was absolutely heartbroken over losing Josephine. I don't want to lose this baby like I lost her. I do not think I would be able to recover this time if I lost another piece of me like that.

I do not want to walk into another doctor's office expecting to see a picture of my little girl just to be told my baby is no longer breathing.

I can't do that again. I won't survive it.

After all I have been through, that would be my breaking point.

But there are two sides to every story.

I love my husband. I love Tyler with my whole heart. He is truly my soulmate. He was put on this Earth for me. I know that with my whole being.

I also know that I want to make him happy like he makes me happy. The idea of having another baby is so exciting to Tyler that happiness is spilling out of him and forming a puddle on the carpet beneath him. That man just wants to be a father. Who am I to keep that from him?

Making Tyler happy would ultimately make me happy.

Plus, not all pregnancies are bad in disaster like my first one did, right? I've got a shot at delivering a healthy baby, right?

Maybe I am overthinking everything?

Maybe I should just take this pregnancy and run with it. This has to be a sign that things will be different this time.

I walk back into Tyler and my shared bedroom and open the top drawer in my bedside table, pulling out the little, square photograph.

"We are having a baby."

Author's note: sorry for the delay. I had a rough time writing this chapter. And I've been working on other stories in the meantime.

Hope you like it!