Entering the park, I noticed a slight breeze that rustled the red leaves making them fall to the solid ground one by one. The air was warm, the beams of sunlight glowing on my skin. I laid down a blanket on the grassy ground and sat down, enjoying the unusually good weather.
My ears were filled with that beautiful sound of children laughing out loud. All the kids from the neighborhood were here in the park. Children were playing a game of hide and seek and I laughed at their tries to cover themselves. I looked to the other side of the park and saw some kids playing on the swing.
They all looked like they were enjoying themselves.
At that moment, a small boy, who was blowing bubbles while running, fell down. He began crying out and my heart broke.
His mother quickly rushed to the small child. She knelt down and looked over his scrapped knee. My smile widened as I heard the boy laugh when his mom kissed his injury. She wrapped her hands around him and took him in her arms, cooing softly.
My hand unconsciously moved to my stomach. It rubbed gently over my belly. It then hit me that it wasn’t flat anymore. I had a slight bump now. Soon I might become one of those mothers who would worry every time their children played in the park.
My eyes burned as I stared at the loving mother. Would I also become like her? Would I see the baby as the center of my world? I hoped so.
I took out my phone and pressed the numbers as I felt tears leaving my eyes. Without thinking further about it, I cancelled the appointment that would have ended a life before it even had the chance to begin. I ended the call and thought about my new life that would start in a few months.