I was about 8 months pregnant at this point. And ever since I found out Jarrett was married I hadn't seen him, even after I found out I was carrying his baby.
And I was still firmly sticking to my decision. I'd rather raise this baby alone than break up Jarrett's marriage, he wasn't worth my time.
Still I did worry sometimes. I had no one else here to help me. Sometimes I wondered if I should have just called it quits and made the long trip back to my family in Twinbrook.
But I stayed. I was determined to make a life here and soon I'd have a baby to care for and raise here in Lunar Lakes.
The night I went in to labour was perhaps one of the scariest of my life. I was in so much pain and I had never felt more alone that I had that night.
I couldn't go to the hospital, in case Jarrett found out I hadn't told him about the baby. And so I waited in my cold, lonely house until the sun was nearly ready to breach the horizon.
It had been a long night, but eventually I held my daughter in my arms. She looked like me and for that I was thankful. I called her Indigo.
I sat out on the balcony in the rocking chair holding my beautiful little girl in my arms and we watched the sun rise together.
It was all so new and exciting, those first few weeks with Indi.
She was a beautiful little girl and I loved every minute with her.
I sent letters home to my family to tell them about Indi. But they were the only people I told. I still hadn't spoken to Jarrett since the day I told him I needed space, and it was better this way.
Indigo was an easy-going baby. She didn't cry too much and she was easily pleased.
Those months were going by so fast. I had felt so lonely before Indi was born and now I was thankful every second of every day that I had someone in my life.
My garden had been a little bit neglected during the first months of Indi's life, but I eventually got back in there. Indi would sit quietly in her stroller and I would tend to the crop.
In the afternoons I began walking around Lunar Lakes with Indi.
I decided it was time to stop avoiding the town in case Jarrett saw me with Indi. And it was really nice walking around the town and Indi loved our walks.
I completely spaced and forgot to buy a cake for Indi's birthday. It was just a normal day to me and I'd completely forgotten that it was both mine and Indi's birthdays. And so, sadly, my daughter's first birthday passed with little ceremony.
Besides my rather stupid mistake at forgetting Indi's birthday I loved motherhood. There was nothing more amazing than watching my beautiful little daughter grow into the little person she was.
I was in my own world with Indi. Finally I started to forget about all the stuff from before she was born; about how alone I'd felt, how much Jarrett had meant to me and how betrayed I'd felt the day he told me he was married and about how terrified I'd been that day I realised I was having a baby. But none of that mattered anymore, I had finally found where I was happy.
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