Running seems to be getting easier in that I didn't feel the need to cry today and harder in that I just didn't want to do it. It's a good thing I have dad wanting to run or I don't think I would be doing anything despite what the doctor said. And then there is the race on Saturday with all kinds of people which I have been avoiding for the last 3 weeks (has it been that long already?) It seems like just yesterday I was happily (okay lethargically) pregnant.
After I got home I curled up in bed with the babies urns and cried a little and tried to sleep. J came in so I put the babies back where they belong and cuddled with him. Still unable to sleep.
William's Second Birthday tickers
Evelyn's Third Birthday
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