I fought as hard as I could, wanting to hold on to every last possible shred of sleep, but eventually there was no denying that there was no more to be had.
I pulled myself from bed, my body aching from the various bindings, both my belly and my breasts, in hopes that I won't have to look at them and remember what we've lost any longer than absolutely necessary.
I tugged at the velcro holding my breasts flat as can be, eager to rush to the shower, only to find my bra wet with the milk that I don't need.
Every day there is just one one more thing that adds to the stress and pain of this all.
I pulled myself from bed, my body aching from the various bindings, both my belly and my breasts, in hopes that I won't have to look at them and remember what we've lost any longer than absolutely necessary.
I tugged at the velcro holding my breasts flat as can be, eager to rush to the shower, only to find my bra wet with the milk that I don't need.
Every day there is just one one more thing that adds to the stress and pain of this all.
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