I've been trying to rest when I'm tired, but I swear this baby has other ideas of its own. I've found myself walking laps in my cell room, but there's not enough room to really walk, so I end up either irritated or with a cramp on one side.
But he-or-she has dropped, a lot. I'm walking like a penguin, without the benefit of the iceberg.
That's fantastic! I'll bet GrandJames is over the moon. Do you want a girl or a boy? Or do you care? Oh, I'm sooo excited for you.
And scared. I just keep wishing you were here. You know how it is. You know what to do from when you had... my dad. I'm so sorry about Daddy. I wish I could tell you how much. Things weren't ever supposed to end up like they did, and I know there's nothing I can do to change them, but still. I'm sorry.