Not an ounce of pity from me...just a thousand hugs...I can totally relate to hating Sundays. Sundays suck big time...we spent our Sundays the same way...come to think of it...I hadn't had bacon and eggs, waffles, pancakes etc...in over 6mos on a Sunday...until dear Mr. Tiramisu made breakfast that Sunday morning!! Substituted going to Waffle House late at night with friends instead.
It's going to be okay, babe I promise you...it will be...and it's okay to not be strong 24/7...we all know I have my moments...definitely not as strong as ya'll may think...you just see the sunny/happy side of me...there is a quiet side that does appear every now and then...not so much as it used to though. I have other reasons now to smile. You will find them too...and I know you will, the moment that little baby's eyes look up at you in the hospital room for the very first time...this will all be a blur babe.
You need me, you know how to find me...I'm here for ya...K?
