Chapter 22: Tiffany, Part 1

I underestimated the vastness of the housing market in Houston. By a lot.

Who knew when you have a decent-sized budget and a good realtor, you could spend hours upon hours searching for the perfect home?

I didn't. And now I regret it.

When Rowen's mom, Denise, invited me to come along with them, I reluctantly said yes. I am almost out of my first trimester, but the exhaustion and sickness is still taking a huge toll on me. I really wanted to nap instead, but they're my husband's parents. My child's grandparents. I want us to be close since they're going to be around so much more in the next few months.

Plus, a small part of me still feels like I'm trying to impress them. It's overcompensation for the embarrassment I still feel about our first meeting. I know I shouldn't feel that way. They've made it very clear they don't look at me differently or anything. But damn if that insecurity doesn't rear its ugly head if I think too hard. Hormones don't help.