Wednesday, August 23, 2017

Everyday for the past few days I've woken up and asked myself, "Is today the day you're going to lose your shit?" I try not to think to hard on the question or the events that have happened that have prompted the question. It's rhetorical. I can't lose my shit. I need to be down the hall, I need to keep my schedule, I need to see my baby, I need to pump. Today can not be the day.

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