~*~Cotton Candy Pink Tastes Oh So Sweet~*~

This is a TRUE story. It's what went through my mind when I discovered I was pregnant with my daughter in 2002.

"I'm pregnant."  Those simple words tripped and bled across my heart.  I never thought, never even dreamed it possible.  I shook my head and the voices dislodged, clambering against each other; fighting for a way out.  The insanity of the situation lodged in my throat.  What was I going to do?

 

I stood there in the bathroom wondering how I was going to tell my husband.  The two pink lines of the test winked merrily up at me.  Their cotton candy pink, thick and sweet, how could anyone feel fear from a color like that?  How indeed.

 

The front door opened and I heard the laughter of children on the street.  My husband's footfalls echoed across the hallway.  Heading towards the bedroom, he started his usual routine of removing his coat and tossing his keys.  I heard the muffled curse as he stubbed his toe on the bedroom door, yet again.  Silence danced across the way and I  knew with a sinking heart he had found the pregnancy kit.

 

Trepidation clambered in my veins as I watched the door swing inwards.  Sweat shimmered on my body as I stared into a pair of forest eyes.  His face was carefully constructed of stone lines; nothing coming in and nothing going out.  He reached outwards toward me and I crumbled.  The tears rained down my face and kissed his hands.  His fingertips caressed my cheeks while his rough voice ran through me.

 

"Are you sure?"

 

How could I not be sure I wanted to scream!  How could this creation living inside me, not be there?  I was so terrified he'd turn me away.  His views had always been towards planned parenthood and this was definitely not planned.

 

I nodded my head.  The whisper of cloth reached towards me and I felt his arms encircle me.  The warmth, the security, the things I loved were still there and so was something else.  Acceptance.  He accpeted me, or should I say us?

Author's Note

Not something I usually do. Simplicity. I'm well known for over-the-top ~grin~ descriptions. But upon occasion I prefer simplicity.

Reviews

[Erotic Goddess]

I stood there in the bathroom wondering how I was going to tell my husband. The two pink lines of the test winked merrily up at me. Their cotton candy pink, thick and sweet, how could anyone feel fear from a color like that? How indeed.

While you certainly do over-the-top very well, this was done with equal skill and talent. I love this. I think this was just what I needed to read right now Emmy. Your little one is as beautiful as her mother and I loved reading this.

Love,
Stephanie

[Phil Sanders]

Simplicity works beautifully here ... wonderfully written ... you raise the expectation of the reader then hit them with another punchline .. plus .. its a beautiful story ...

[John Stussy]

Simplicity works at times, and with stories like these, it works more effectively than the grandest descriptions.