I heard your tires on the gravel as you pulled into the driveway, but I rushed to my room and told the kids to hush! I don't feel like entertaining right now.
I see you from the window, but I'm pretending I'm not home. Because my house is littered with toys, laundry and dishes.
I hear your knocks, but I won't be coming to the door today. My hair is a mess.
So is my house, and laundry, and dishes, and Harleigh's hair, and Trey's diaper.
SO... If you aren't here to clean, do laundry, dishes, fix a ponytail, change a diaper, or watch my kids while I shower... Stop Knocking!
It's just been that kind of day. That kind of nine-months-since-my-baby-died day!
7 years ago
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My angel baby, I am so sorry. I should have found a way out there on Friday or had you over here. I can't believe it's only been 9 months since Maeson Leroy moved to heaven and yet sometimes it seems like forever. I think of him all the time. I think of you and Josh and what great parents you would have been to Maeson and what an awesome big sister and incredible big brother Oliver would have been. I won't pretend to know how you feel as a Momma, I only know how I feel as a MiMi. A big void, a big void that should have been filled with our Precious Baby Maeson Leroy Sizemore. I am so sorry and I love you with all my heart!
Momma aka MiMi
(((hugs)))I've definately had days like that.
Peace & love to you!
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