I yawned as my brother remeasures the same spot. "Your desk will fit" I tell him again.
"Our desk and I'm measuring to make sure we can have the mini nursery in here" I give him an indulgent smile. I had a headache and was tired making me unreasonably grumpy.
"They have a daycare downstairs", I tell him. I jump opening my eyes when lips touch my forehead.
"Of course, but this is closer to both of us. I can help. I also am putting baby stuff in the small room of the back of my office." He tells me giving me a worried look.
I don’t protest when he takes my pressure. Elevated like it had been constantly. When I first got out of the hospital it was down and the medicine was working. It wasn't anymore. I was retaining fluid and felt swollen all over.
My headaches and fatigue were a bad s
