Single Mom

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Ok this seems weird. I'm a 32 year old writing in a dairy. My parents thought it would be nice to give to my new daughter when she grew up to know how I felt when raising her. I don't think I'll keep this up. Well let's start. I'm Emma Nolan. I'm 32 years old and I have two kids. Henry and Odette. Henry is 14 and Odette is 2 months old. That's a pretty big difference. Henry's father is dead while I don't know who is Odette's father is. Some drunken one night stand I guess. I don't remember. It's been tough with a teen and a newborn these last two days. I have my parents who had me at 13 and are still together now. I have a two year old brother and I have a a few friends. Belle and Regina mostly. Well I don't really know what to write about. Maybe I'll have more tomorrow.

This is so weird. Ugh. I need a nap. Yeah I'm gonna take a nap.

"Mom!" Henry yells from downstairs.

"Yeah kid." I say. I guess no nap for me.

"Is it okay if I go to the movies with Violet?" He asks. Violet was his girlfriend.

"Sure. Do you need money?" I ask.

"Nope I've been working with Grandpa and I've made around $50. I should be good." He tells me.

"Cool. What time is the movie?" I ask.

"It's at 2. Which is in a hour so I better get ready!" He tells me.

"Wait what day is it?"

"It's Wednesday November 23." He tells em.

"Shouldn't you be at school?" I ask.

"Tomorrow's thanksgiving. We don't have school today." He tells me. That makes sense.

"Oh. Yeah. I forgot. Tomorrow we're going to Regina's for thanksgiving. I think most of our family is." I tell him.

"Cool. Well I got to get ready." He says as he runs upstairs.

It must have been on cue because the second he left Odette started crying.

I run upstairs to get my crying daughter. What time is it? I grab odette out of her bed as I check my phone it's 1:15. Crap. I got work in 15 minutes. I decided I wasn't going to take maternity leave.

I put odette in a wrap against my chest so I can get ready.

I put on some makeup and my red leather jacket with odette still on my chest.

I decide just to walk to work with her on my chest instead of driving with her in her car seat. She's just a newborn and I want to be with her as much as possible.

I told David, my father, that we'd meet him and Mary Margaret, my mom, for lunch before work.

"Henry I'm going to work! Make sure you have your phone on you when I leave." I yell startling Odette.

"I will. Bye." He yells from his room.

I walk quickly to granny's trying to avoid most people because odette fell asleep and I didn't want them to wake her.

My parents aren't there yet so I sit at our usual booth waiting for them.

I see someone. He looks so familiar.

Those blue eyes. I've seen them before. Odette has those eyes. Oh no.

Oh snap. Another update today. Yayyayayayay. Bye my loves. Hope you enjoy.

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