NOTE: This series chronicles the wishes Tina writes in the Wish Journal she received from her aunt when she turned 13. To better understand Tina's character, be sure to read her other wishes in chronological order. Tina sighed away the tears that were threatening to form. Another negative pregnancy test. She dreaded having to tell Mitch that another month went by without a positive. She buried her face in her hands, rocking back and forth just to feel something, even if it was only the cold hard porcelain of the bathtub beneath her. "I wish..." Tina said to herself and stopped. Raising her head, she licked her lips and slowly rose from the edge of the bathtub, throwing the plastic stick of broken dreams into the bin. She went to her closet and searched the boxes of old journals and letters. Her fingers slid across the spines of the books on display in the office and yet she still couldn't find what she was looking for. It had been so long--ten years now?--since she last saw it. That was two apartments and a condo ago. Finally, in a dusty cardboard box in the garage marked, "Tina's Junk," she triumphantly emerged with the Wish Journal. Technically, she didn't believe what she wrote would come true, but she did find her soulmate and married him. Now all she wanted was a child. They both did. After four years of trying, and twelve months of really trying, she was desperate. Wish #15: I wish we could conceive a beautiful, healthy child. I wish trying to have a kid was fun again and not a chore full of monthly trepidation. I wish Mitch and I could have children--at least one. I wish I could be a mother and Mitch could be a father. We would be such great parents.
I wish I could give my mother a grandchild. And while Carly is very happy with Gina, they don't ever plan on adopting. It is up to me and I want a child more than I've ever wanted anything in my whole life. I love that child already and I just want to give it a chance. I wish all children could be loved as much as I love my unborn, not-yet-concieved notion of my prodigy.
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