Sometimes the mom spends an entire morning on the phone with insurance companies (who are stupid) and therapy centers and is exhausted and teary-eyed and just thinks life just isn't fair.
What she wants to say is:
"To #*%! with you, stupid insurance lady!"
But what she knows is:
"Be on your guard; stand firm in the faith; be
Ugh. Fine. Ok.
So she doesn't curse at the insurance lady.
She remembers her blog post about how incredibly blessed she is.
She sucks it up.
The sun shines through the window.
The baby smiles and coos.
And life goes on.
P.S. She is so in love with writing in third person. She thinks you should try it sometime.
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