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Week twenty-five

After living the past several days in an “Are you effing kidding me?” fog, today I have been treated to a handful of digital dispatches from Nashville (with love) and a box sitting at my front door containing OH MY GOD, ARE THERE COOKIES IN THERE? And yes, yes there are. Were. Okay, there are still some left, technically, and I’m sorry, but I just cannot remember what I did with them so I guess…

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Bounce

Early this morning, in the wee hours, I sat and watched my stomach bounce as the boy used my insides as a punching bag. He is getting bigger, his movements more pronounced every day. I hope he forgives me for all the crying I’ve done lately. He’s getting stronger; I have to too.

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This has to become a nursery

The Babytime people are delivering the crib tomorrow morning and an electrician is coming to repair some outlets so I can move all this stuff into the back bedroom, which needs to be the new office. I’ve got yardsale stuff stacked everywhere and it’s impossible to move stuff when there is no spare room to move other stuff out of the way. I cleaned a spot for the crib and decided I’d had enough, and…

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