baby could you stop looking at my snaps and then they are gone and i don’t even get to see what my family is up to, i miss seeing them.
the feet injuries are from the first time i saw you were in trouble and i sent myself to the ER worried, when my heart raced so fast that the blood was not making it to my extremities. they’re not hurt, it’s just a by product of what happened when my blood finally gushed to where it needed to be, and it will be there for a year. i’m not in this serious of trouble with your latest catastrophe. this time it is like a moderate anxiety that’s steady and steadfast and i am recovering, as what else is there to do. i’m sorry for what you go through. don’t stop healing on my account, i will be fine, i always am. i do still have her and she is still just like you, so it is not like i’m missing out on too much of having outrageous people in my life. she’s a trip and i’m sure it’s why you came to us in the first place sweetie. she can learn from you you know. i love you. stay strong, and don’t do anything too stupid when it releases baby, we still love you.