The baby was tiny. I hadn’t seen anything but tonsils, poop, and Sesame Street in three weeks. My three-year-old-jabbered non-stop. My ears were sore. Naturally, with the clear-thinking of a woman with near terminal post-partum depression, I took full responsibility everything that went wrong. I don’t know if my husband was a good father or not, since he
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It’s no wonder you have a sense of humor. You could not have pulled through without it. I’m sure I never had a single day in my life that was as bad as yours.
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I did feel kind of whiny!
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By rights, you could have had a full-blown tirade. No one should have to go through what you endured.
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Unfortunately, their was no one to tirade against. Just me and two little guys at home. OnceI lived over it, it was done.
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It’s certainly something you wouldn’t want to live through twice!
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No kidding!
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I was in agony for you. What a day! Only you could make it amusing!
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