Just moments ago I managed to muster up the courage to tell my mom about my boyfriend. Of course, she laid down the typical boyfriend girlfriend rules that she always does. But she took it well, congratulated me, and she swooned at the fact that he’s Jamaican.
I feel so much better now, for the past week-ish that it has been official I have been keeping it from her and every time she would call me over for something I was afraid it would be her knowing about it first, but now I don’t have to worry because I told her.
She had a feeling something was up anyways, she was just waiting for me to tell her. I’m just glad she took it well. Now I’m at ease. The tension of keeping a secret from her has totally dissolved and I feel so happy.
I’ll have to tell him about it when his phone is charged… :)