Did I mention my parents are coming? Tomorrow?
I don’t know why I’m so stressed about it, but I am.
I talked to my brother, now that the shock has worn off, and learned that they haven’t even been to the doctor yet, so they don’t know when she’s due. I guess when you’re dead broke, your first stop is the health department, not the doctor.
I just want life to be kinder to my nephews (and soon-to-be whatever) than it has been, you know?