Back in Time: Your Daddy

This entry was written January 17th.

Well little nugget, today is day 55 and I feel like poo.  For the size of a blueberry, you sure are causing a lot of disruptions in my belly.  I haven't gotten out of bed in 3 days, everything smells foul, and I'm starving but I can't eat anything besides toast.  Your father has been a gem throughout all my miserable complaining.  He's cooking, cleaning, and working really, really hard for you.  I was feeling particularly awful the other night and he insisted on drawing me a bath.  Yes, sweet child, you hit the jackpot when it comes to Daddy's.