Welp. 3rd night in a row of spending the majority of the night in bed with Olive. Holding her hair as she gags and pukes, wiping her sore butt as she has diarrhea again rubbing her tummy as she whimpers in pain. Poor doll. What are the odds this escapes me? Not good.
So, its amazing I had enough energy to do this
A PR distance for me. This quote was so true for me as my legs wanted to stop half way through. I ran with my heart.
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