I use to hate Wednesdays because at work it’s a double special which is a late lunch and it’s just too chaotic. Now I hate Wednesdays because that’s the day that started the who miscarriage process. So, this will not be a long post because I don’t know what to say besides I miss the thought of you still here. On a more positive note, I slept good yesterday. Daddy had no problem telling me I snored in his face. I only did because I fell asleep on his chest and heard his heart beating. It was soothing and slow. The Celtics were on, and we got into bed and the next thing you know midway through first quarter I was out! I woke up this morning seeing that we won last night’s game though. You were in my belly the last few games we went to. Pray for me today. It just feels like its going to be a long day. 21 days and counting until work is done. I still haven’t heard from the funeral home and it would be some shit if they were to call today.
Love, Mommy
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