Zac: “Are you in a good headspace to write a letter right now?”
Me: “That’s the whole point of me writing this letter. To say that I’m not in a good headspace.”
I am thankful.
I am grateful.
We are blessed.
Our baby is healthy and gaining weight and already over his birth weight.
But this shit is fucking hard.
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