Wednesday, June 9, 2010

August 24th

That was supposed to be my due date with Sawyer. The hardest part of all of this are the little things. We might wake up, brush our teeth, dress Sadie for the day, make breakfast, fill up the gas tank - but everything is wrong. Everything is so painfully different.

I don't know how I'm going to get through the next three months knowing that I should still have my beautiful baby growing inside of me.

First you're numb, then you try to let go. Now, everything stings.

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