It's Sunday afternoon and Oliver and I are in our new home: Giraffe room 4020.
I had a mini-meltdown last night. Now that Oliver is doing so well, it was therapeutic for me to finally cry. Eric was the catalyst for my tears, but not the real reason. I imagine we weren't the first couple to be yelling at each other in the Giraffe wing of Children's Hospital.
No worries--Eric and I are good friends again. He is snuggling with our adorable baby.
1 comment:
I'll bet Eric deserved it :)
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