As the weeks pass, Molly's side of the business grows by leaps and bounds. Her pregnant belly does too. (Turns out, she did in fact, get pregnant that night we went shopping, you know…the night I became an accomplice to her pregnancy— inspired by a little tiny onesie.) Anyhow, she's juggling both of them beautifully. Pregnancy and business, I mean. She's absolutely glowing and her eyes seem so sparkly, I can see them shine in our brief video chats. She's exactly where she wants to be.
Seeing her this way, brings a smile to my face. I'm so proud of her. So happy for her. It's a joy to watch her shine in business and in motherhood. Plus, I know how much she wanted another baby to love and I'm so glad all of her dreams are coming true.
As expected, as Molly's business takes off, she visits our group chat, less and less.
While Molly's business is rapidly growing, on my side of our virtual fence, I'm starting to rapidly lose my fucking mind.
