And thanks to my wonderful partner, it was a pretty good day. I am forever in his debt for that because all I ever really wanted to do was lay on my couch all day drinking wine.
Thank you for not allowing me to fall down.
Caleb's estimated due date is 25 days away and every day that nears closer the more I think about him.
I never thought I would hate the month of April as much as I do now. It will forever symbolize the month my 2nd baby should have been born.
I have no other choice but to move forward.
This really sucks.
