At the end of the day, students' parents can yell at me, people can be rude on facebook, I can miss a call from my doctor and have no way of getting whatever message they tried to relay because their hours on Thursday happen to be five hours less than every other day of the week, I can be super stressed out about whether my hemorrhage is gone or not, I can read about a couple who are terminating their pregnancy halfway through because the child may or may not wind up with a condition that only guarantees about 70% survival, and I can be starving but nothing sounds good.....
But it's all okay when I rest my hand on my stomach and get kicked by my growing little baby. Praying I'm told that my baby is healthy tomorrow at my appointment.
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