I know I don't talk to you anymore.
I know the last time we saw each other was my wedding in april.
I know you think i'm a bad friend.
I love you all and think of you often.
It's just that the action of calling you on the phone after i spend 8 hours with 160 kids everyday is too much for my brain to handle. i must sleep. i will call you december 4th.
I want to show you something though. . . . . .
This is the baby in my belly.
HE/SHE says "hi"