I started crying at the midwife today. Yup, one of those days where I just could not hold it in. I had been sitting in my car before the appointment, trying to muster up the courage to tell God that I know it's all going to be all right no matter what because He is good  (I'm still not there yet.) and I was listening to some mushy Christian song on the radio--that always does it for me.
Then I went in, with my heart beating in my throat, peed in the cup, sat down and cried about how "overwhel...
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