The day Dante was anxiously waiting for and I was not looking forward to had arrived. I felt even more worried when the day reached.
I was so worried that I could not get up from my bed, I felt like calling Dante to tell him I was sick or something.
I realized that if I did, he might have to take care of me and Josh, so it was automatically a bad idea.
I was going to sleep and ignore everything but, Josh had other plans. He woke up and began crying and I did not know why.
I walked to his bed and carried him.
"Baby, why are you crying? Mommy has so much to deal with today and you're not helping her out by crying."
I realized that his diaper had gone bad and he needed to change.
I took off his diaper as I prepared his bathwater. I bathed him and dressed him up in a nice comfortabl
