Apparently there’s a reason to party in my tummy.
Apparently a crap ton of you are in on it and have been since like, forever and I had no idea.
HOW DO YOU PEOPLE KEEP SECRETS? Can you write a book? And can I get a galley copy of said book?
Because secrets? Are not on my “major life skills list.” Also not on that list? The ability to sit through A Capella performances. Or watch commercials that feature monkeys dressed as humans acting as humans.
So anyway. I’m overwhelmed with emotions. And with love for my Emily, and for everyone who has agreed to help her.
I must have done something right somewhere in my life to have such amazing people in it.
Thank you. All of you.
(Also, this post about infertility is easily the best one I have ever read. Ever. Emily sent it to me.)