TaecYeon and I are too busy educating ourselves about expecting a baby and parenting that January flew by without us noticing it. We’re both agreed to live together—again—for real this time, and because his place is bigger than mine we decided I’m the one that has to move out from my rooftop room. Every night we would read pregnancy books and sometimes even looking for baby’s name just to pass the time. We still haven’t got a call from my new OB/GYN about my previous verdict I got seven years ago, but we’re trying to let the fact go and just embrace the fact that a baby’s growing in me.

“AAh, looke here. “He fixes his glasses and shows me the book he’s reading. “Expecting mother might feel significant hormonal waves that might lead to a higher libido level.”

I read the page and punch him with a pillow, “out of all the reading that’s what’s important to you.”

“But it’s true, AeRi-ya hahaha. I didn’t even have to work that much to stimulate you these days.”

“Aish, stop your dirty thoughts, please.”

“I’m just reading out loud what I read here.”

We continue our reading session, each of us are busy with the book in our hands.

“By the way AeRi-ya, have you ever search for your mother?” TaecYeon asks the question out of nowhere.

“No, why do you ask?”

“I’m just curious. I mean looked how my mom reacted when I told her I’m going to be a father, she was hysterical and show up on our door the next day congratulat