Sligo was beautiful. I've never been to Sligo before, not because Mark wouldn't take me but because I had to constantly be in Dublin in order to keep my detox program going well.

I woke up watching the sun rise on Mark's face. It looked so perfect, so beautiful. Just like the sun rise was. He was in a very deep sleep. I watched him carefully. His dark hair, his gorgeous eye brows, his nose, his closed eyes, his long eye lashes, his easy-to-blush cheek, his chin and finally his beautiful lips. I wanted to kiss his lips badly but was afraid I would wake him up. It was all so perfect. Too perfect in fact.

What have I done to deserve him? What have I done to deserve carrying his first child? While I was wrapped in my thoughts, I heard someone was calling me softly in my childhood name. It was weird because I knew no one in Sligo beside Mark and his family who were clearly still sleeping since it was Saturday.

'May... May...' When I turned my back to the bed side, I was so surprised I couldn't even let out a tiny gasp. 'How are you going May?' When I was finally able to talk, my first reaction was, 'Mam!'

Mam smiled beautifully. She was surrounded by soft light and she looked stunning. 'I'm having a grandchild aren't I? I'm glad you're having the baby with Mark. He's great isn't he?' 'Mam, what are you doing here? Oh God, I miss you so much.'

'I thought I just came down to congratulate you. You're clean now and I'm very proud of you. I'm very very proud of you. You look glowing you know. You remind me when I was pregnant with you.' 'Thanx loads Mam. I couldn't have done it without your help from above...' 'And Mark's help too, remember that. And I'm glad that your dad is coming back on the right way. Thank you for forgiving him May. Always remember that I love you and I'm always by your side.' She faded away. 'Thank you Mam. I love you too.'

When Mam was completely gone, I was back wrapped in my own thoughts. Could it be that I've found love again? Could it be that I've found it in Mark? In this baby?

'Morning love.' Mark said suddenly, getting my mind back to where it was supposed to be. 'Morning.' I went straight on kissing Mark again. I couldn't stand the craving to kiss him. 'Mmmm..Nice breakfast.' Mark commented on my craving.

'How long are you going to be pregnant? Nine months minus two and a half months would be six and a half months. That's how long I'll have to cross my fingers so that your cravings won't change.' I laughed. 'You're hilarious Mark.'

I was getting up to go to the toilet when Mark pulled me. 'And where do you think you're going?' 'To the bathroom.' 'Nope, wrong! You're going no where. You are staying here. Hey May...' 'What did you say?'