Five minutes laying on the sofa was all what Tina asked for, since Bruno was born she was terribly tired and under-slept. Being a single mother was harder than she would have thought, but she didn't regret the decision of raising her son on her own. Sometimes, old women looked at her condescendingly because she didn't have a partner, and also because, despite being on her late twenties she still looked like a teen. Sometimes, she wished she didn't have to carry the burden alone, but she only really thought that when she hadn't had enough sleep. She sat on the sofa watching Bruno sleep in the crib. After three months, she still couldn't believe that little human being had been inside her for nine months. Bruno was the cutest baby ever, he looked like her when he smiled, but he had his father's coloring.
When Tina found out she was pregnant, Bryan, her boyfriend, told her he was not ready to be a father. Tina was ready, though, and she decided to carry on with the pregnancy. Bryan and her decided to end their relationship, yet they remained friends. He promised to visit his son, even if he didn't want to become a fatherly figure for him, and he did as much as his job let him. Yet, he was only his father in a biological sense, and neither him nor Tina, wanted that to change. Bryan wasn't there when Bruno was born, it was only Tina and her mother, who still couldn't believe he was going to became a grandmother. At the hospital, after she delivered Bruno, Tina realized that her family was that, her mother, herself, and her little son.
Lying on the sofa with a pillow under her feet, she decided to call her mother. She was on the other side of the country and missed her grandson a lot. Tina liked calling her, she always had great advice and never tried to push her to do things she didn't really feel like. While talking to her mother she stared to her son. He slept so peacefully, she wished she could keep him safe forever.
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