It's move in day for me. You've been caring for the baby, with the help of my parent's, since the day my brother and his wife passed. You're exhausted, I can tell. Your pajamas are covered in spit up, and your eyes are swollen from exhaustion and crying. Come here... Is all I can think to say as I hold out open arms- dropping my suitcase to the floor.
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