So, surprisingly i slept pretty well last night....of course, i'm sure it was due to my crying until 2am.  I woke up at 6:18, laid in bed wondering if yesterday had really happened.  turns out it did.  i started to cry again, and then little aubrey started kicking.  she's a mere 11 inches long, and already she's healing my wounds with her love.  my husband called me around 7am, i was in the shower.  i called him back on my way to school.  we talked for a bit.  nothing was really said, i told him he owed me lots of apologies, and that i didn't want to talk to him until then.  he said he'd call me back.  Classes were good...they helped take my mind off of things.  but then the girls in my lab started asking questions about the baby and my husband.  "Well, my baby is wonderful!  her daddy is a jerk, he left me last night without even saying good-bye.  the only thing keeping me going is this miracle in my belly." <<<thats what i wanted to say....instead i just talked about aubrey and tried to avoid the rest.  btw, that apology....its 9:30 and nothing.  it just confirms that this is what i need to do.  its funny...they're right when they say a baby won't make a marriage, but this little girl sure is making a strong woman out of me.

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