09-13-2018, 09:26 AM
Dread. That was all Cameron felt staring at a pregnancy test that sat on the corner of there marble bathroom sink. Cameron adjusted himself more comfortably on the toilet as he waited what seemed like an eternity. Looking up at the clock they had hanging above the bathroom mirror memories began to flood his mind. All the countless times him and Jeremiah tried to have children but the result was always the same.
Cameron got up for a second as the clock passed yet another long minute and walked over to the mirror and looked at himself with shock. He had bags under his eyes for not sleeping for nearly twenty eight hours now. He spent half the previous night throwing up in the toilet and the other half wondering what was wrong. Was he sick, was the hormonal treatment harming him somehow, or was it what he and his husband were hoping for more than anything. Putting his right hand against his flat smooth belly he began to fantasize what he would look like if his dreams did come true and he became pregnant. Thinking of his flat and skinny body becoming this huge orb like shape that weighed him down kind of seemed unbelievable. He shook his head trying not to give his hopes up too much he didn't want to set him self for yet another disappointment.
The time finally came he lifted up the pregnancy test to his eyes which began to tear up with anticipation. The lines became blurred and out of focus as Cameron tried to look at the test he was holding up to his face. Trying to focus his vision he became dizzy and nauseous. Suddenly to his joy he saw it the blue line what he had been looking for then past few years of trying. Filled with joy Cameron got son excited he dropped the pregnancy test on the floor and began to jump up and down which he realized was a mistake. He began to feel his stomach churning real bad and the vomit coming up he ran back to the toilet flipping open the lid and continued to hurl. As he was puking he heard the front door open and his husband calling for him. " over here!". Cameron tried calling out in between vomiting sessions.
Cameron got up for a second as the clock passed yet another long minute and walked over to the mirror and looked at himself with shock. He had bags under his eyes for not sleeping for nearly twenty eight hours now. He spent half the previous night throwing up in the toilet and the other half wondering what was wrong. Was he sick, was the hormonal treatment harming him somehow, or was it what he and his husband were hoping for more than anything. Putting his right hand against his flat smooth belly he began to fantasize what he would look like if his dreams did come true and he became pregnant. Thinking of his flat and skinny body becoming this huge orb like shape that weighed him down kind of seemed unbelievable. He shook his head trying not to give his hopes up too much he didn't want to set him self for yet another disappointment.
The time finally came he lifted up the pregnancy test to his eyes which began to tear up with anticipation. The lines became blurred and out of focus as Cameron tried to look at the test he was holding up to his face. Trying to focus his vision he became dizzy and nauseous. Suddenly to his joy he saw it the blue line what he had been looking for then past few years of trying. Filled with joy Cameron got son excited he dropped the pregnancy test on the floor and began to jump up and down which he realized was a mistake. He began to feel his stomach churning real bad and the vomit coming up he ran back to the toilet flipping open the lid and continued to hurl. As he was puking he heard the front door open and his husband calling for him. " over here!". Cameron tried calling out in between vomiting sessions.