Too many memories to organize in a married mother's mind. What better way to get it out of my head than to write about my journey as a sister riding the adventure with my mommyhooded kind. I desire no impact onto others but a gratitude for being transparent.
December 8, 2005
Warm Like An Oven
This afternoon my belly area was warm like an oven. I couldn't figure out what was wrong -- I'm sure nothing was wrong. It's probably that having another person inside of me is raising the body heat.
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