December 2023 passed quickly. We didn’t have much of a Christmas because my focus was to make sure Emrys would’nt go without, and I wanted to save to make sure we moved by the end of August. I wanted to make sure that his surroundings were perfect, just like he would be.
We didn’t do anything for New Years either, for the same reason, and I just wasn’t in the mood. Frustration had taken root, and I just needed FRIEND to leave. He wasn’t even supposed to stay that long. And Juju could not see what was happening to her. She began to mirror him. All he would do was stay in the room playing video games, screaming, and other things. He would not even clean the room; it was a wreck! And he would not get up to go to her appointments.He would receive money and spend it on himself. Nothing for Juju, and nothing for Emrys. And Juju stayed in that room all day every day. She isolated herself from those who loved her most, and could not see that she was just a means to an end. As long as she was under my roof,she and Emrys would never be without, and he knew that. He demeaned her, and she could not see it; I even stepped in a few times. And I remember telling Juju that Friend would not see Emrys be born.
Though he is undeserving, FRIEND really thought he was a king, and Juju played into it. And she asked for a reveal before he left so he could feel special. I told her I didn’t have money for that kind of thing, but that I could buy a cake, and a gift indicating “Boy.” We already knew Emrys was a boy. I set it on the day she revealed the pregnancy. But he liked to contradict everything.
Juju had an appointment on January 9, 2024. They would do an ultrasound, and I would use that and the gift for the reveal. I had already bought a small cake and decorated it.
Shortly after checking in, the ultrasound technician called Juju back. There was something not quite right about that lady. There was something more than just a little off about her. I wish I would have allowed myself to read her more deeply because something happened after she said “It’s a boy.”
We got to the exam room, and I had a very uneasy feeling. The doctor checked her. Said Emrys was a little small, but seemed to be thriving. Then she said that Juju needed to go back for another ultrasound due to something that was seen briefly, and it concerned his heart.
Friend was not told about the possible findings, and I went through the motions and did the reveal. Of course it couldn’t be appreciated. Juju couldn't see the smugness and entitlement but I could; he is his mother’s chid after all.
The following week, we went back for the ultrasound. And I felt intensely uneasy the moment I got close to that technician. She was so strange. And I wish now more than ever that I would have allowed myself to read her, because suddenly, whatever it was that had to do something with his heart was no longer there, and IT WAS HIS HEART. And now I wonder, did she mess up too, and was it on purpose? She would not allow pictures to be taken in there, so I can’t go back and check, but deep inside, I feel like she did something wrong too.
