Not My Favorite

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ERIC Here I thought packing was a headache, I would find out that's not the case when everyone left the house that night leaving me with all of those boxes to unpack. Looking at them send me to lay on the couch and never wanted to wake up. Now is when I'm willing to have someone comes and do the job for me, instead I have to prove to my mother that I can do this without having someone else do it for me     Staring at the ceiling all I'm thinking about is Sam and our baby I can't wait for her to be born, even though we told the doctor we don't want to know what we are having until she gives birth, deep down I want a little to look just like her mama with those big brown eyes and nice long curly eyelashes and that sweet smile that melts away my heart. Taking my phone out of my pocket I cal

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