I am getting Jack ready Sunday night and as we are sitting on the bed I start to cry. I never knew a love for a little baby could be so strong. Jeremy came into the room seeing me cry and asked what was wrong, what could he do, do we need to do something different? I told him No and felt that I was using double the hormones and even if Jeremy was going to stay home with him I would be going through the same thing.
Tuesday came, a little less.
Then Wednesday, Thursday and Friday, was less and less. I decided I just needed to tell myself that I had to run errands all day and I couldn't take Jack and that I would see him around 6:30. Now I for sure miss the little man!

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