Need to Pull Myself Together
No word yet on when my appointment with the peri will be. After posting yesterday, I did some crying, and Calista was so sweet as to bring me Kleenexes and wipe the mascara off of my face (I recently started wearing mascara and blush again after years without makeup, now I remember one of the reasons I had stopped). She asked why I was sad and I explained that Baby A was a little bit small and I wanted him to grow. She patted my belly and told Baby A to grow big and she also told Skip I was sad because Baby A is small. I hate to trouble her little mind with my worries, but she’s just so sweet and I think that she deserves to know what is going no (to a certain extent). She had another talk with the babies last night and told Baby A to grow. Gosh, I love that kid. (Read on …)


