I have been off of work now for nine weeks. It seems like yesterday, my water was breaking on the back porch and I was stripping down as Terry was pulling into the driveway. But unfortunately the time has sadly came and I must go back to work. I do not want to do it, I really don't want to do it. I do not know what I am more sad about
1. leaving Nash (and the others of course)
2. having to get out of bed early
3. having to actually get out of my jammies everyday rather than just shower and new jammies
It is going to be rough at least for a while, but I will get through it I know I can.
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