She's had a lot of time to think this over. It's been months now since Lee disappeared, and Molly knew then that the situation she was left in wasn't one she would be able to stay in. Something was always going to have to give. There's a part of her, now that everything is nearly settled and working out far more neatly than she'd originally anticipated, that can't help but wondering if she shouldn't have done this months ago, but the important thing is that she's doing it now, while she can still put the pieces of her own life back together and while Abigail is too young to remember all of this. Molly will know her, of course, not least because Jessica has become one of her most trusted friends here, the only person to whom she ever really opened up to regarding her struggles with parenthood. Even so, she's already started to think of Jessica as Abigail's mother. It makes far more sense to her than being a mother herself ever did.
Never once has Molly regretted the choice she made to go through with having a baby once she found out she was pregnant, despite how trying that pregnancy was, mostly because she knows she couldn't have stomached doing otherwise again. Now, though, if she were the sort to believe in fate, she would have to wonder if it might have been for a reason. Jessica gets to be a mother again — gets to be whole, like she's said, a prospect that Molly doesn't fully understand but appreciates even so. She gets to have her life back. Abigail gets to grow up in the best sort of home possible.
They haven't even signed the papers yet, and already Molly feels an immense sense of relief, like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders.
"You've given me one, too," she says, her smile soft as she turns towards Jessica. Just the sight of her with Abigail in her arms is heartening. They may not resemble each other in the slightest, but they look right even so. "I... I would have had a much harder time with this, I think, if I weren't doing it with someone I already know and trust. Someone I know Abigail already likes. She's going to be so happy with you." They'll all be happier, she thinks. It won't fix some of the shit going on in her head, but it's a big step in the right direction.
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Never once has Molly regretted the choice she made to go through with having a baby once she found out she was pregnant, despite how trying that pregnancy was, mostly because she knows she couldn't have stomached doing otherwise again. Now, though, if she were the sort to believe in fate, she would have to wonder if it might have been for a reason. Jessica gets to be a mother again — gets to be whole, like she's said, a prospect that Molly doesn't fully understand but appreciates even so. She gets to have her life back. Abigail gets to grow up in the best sort of home possible.
They haven't even signed the papers yet, and already Molly feels an immense sense of relief, like a weight has been lifted off her shoulders.
"You've given me one, too," she says, her smile soft as she turns towards Jessica. Just the sight of her with Abigail in her arms is heartening. They may not resemble each other in the slightest, but they look right even so. "I... I would have had a much harder time with this, I think, if I weren't doing it with someone I already know and trust. Someone I know Abigail already likes. She's going to be so happy with you." They'll all be happier, she thinks. It won't fix some of the shit going on in her head, but it's a big step in the right direction.