dad came to my bedroom to share his Catholic University report card, and pointed to the same letter next to his math class, “It’ll be okay El! We can’t be good at everything!”
The second trimester came. More peace settled on my heart. We found out he was a boy. The next storm came in the form of gestational diabetes. I feared for his safety during the pregnancy and delivery, but God gave me peace. He let me feel that everything was progressing as it should...