Chapter 29

“How the fuck can I be a mother?! I don’t know how a mother is supposed to be! I haven’t even touched a baby; I’ve never met one up close. Do you have any idea how stupid this is? How messed up we are, and how bad would bringing a life into this situation be?! Oh, my God, I think I’m going to be sick.”

I flail my arms around, trying to grasp the sheets of the bed to get out, but Jake is quick. He scoops me up and hauls ass to the bathroom just in time to get my head aimed at the toilet bowl.

I give up my chicken soup in an unladylike projectile manner before slumping back into his arms and start crying again. Emotional train wreck Emma is making a grand comeback in remarkable fashion. I literally have no control over the emotions I possess. I can’t even begin to dissect them or get them into any real order or control.

So much for a timeout!

“And how many more months of this?” I yell at him. I cry, hopelessly waving my hands at the toilet, grabbing the flusher