I launched various household items at Mark while throwing him out of the house. I got home and he and Mark were drawing it out on the walls. I almost sent myself into labor with that argument. Brown, green, and black camouflage for a girl? No. He insisted we paint her room in camouflage. Aaron and I have fought about the vast array of pink things that are now strewn around the house-he hates it, I love it. I walk around what will be her room, putting a few more of the pretty pink dresses in the drawers. Aaron is away, but I want the nursery done so we can enjoy the next few weeks once he returns. Once it passes, I try to finish what I came in here for. It seems like they’re coming more frequently. I grip the dresser and try to breathe through it. “Oh, Chloe, if you’d like to come out, please wait until your Daddy gets back,” I insist, holding my belly as another Braxton Hicks contraction hits. You’re strong, beautiful, and no one’s consolation prize. To Crystal, there are few women who can endure the life you do. Interior Design and Formatting: Christine Borgford Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental and beyond the intent of the author or publisher. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously.
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