Pepe was a good boy from the begining. I would have gone on without realizing that he was getting comfortable inside me, had I not been warned that something might be up by my expanding breast. "You've never had such big breasts before", Chris's comment, made me think that I should actually get one, and then another and another pregnancy test. I was so excited and amazed that I was going to have the child I dreamed about and had somehow , lost hope that I would have.
The first weeks were joy. Aside from a couple of morning sickness days, he grew comfortably inside my womb. I had no special cravings aside from salty romanian pretzels. I checked my belly on daily bases waiting to "show". I was so proud I wore tight shirts, so I could show him off. For the firts time many of my priorities started changing, which has continued ever since. There were no conscious decisions about this, it just happened.
