A story of a husband, three kids, and, now, cancer.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
WHO do you want?
So, I had a doctor's appointment today (dilated to a 1-2!) and left Sabrina with Breklyn, my sister-in-law. Well, she had to go do something with the Wariorettes, which meant halfway through the babysitting gig, Sabrina got Uncle Lance (hereafter known as "Yance"). When I get to their house, Lance said she'd been saying "I want my mommy" and "where my mommy go" for an hour. As soon as she saw me? Monkeyed onto Uncle Yance, reached for him when I got her, and begged Yance to hold her. Hold me, Yance, hold me. Then she pulled my hair and screamed.