And God Watered my Cucumbers
Three days equaled two hours of sleep.It’s the place where brain fog and emotions are high.I’ve been staring out the window,I need to water the cucumbers. I sit in the chaise lounge,Nursing through blood, sweat, and tears.Latching sometimes takes hours,So I can’t water the cucumbers. My husband holds the baby,My firstborn looks at me and,I […]