It’s the first morning that I haven’t cried, so that’s progress.

I can also now move slowly without a walker, just a bit hunched over still. Getting me up is the hard part.

My baby bump looks metal as hell. Literally. There are over 40 staples from my sternum to my pelvis.

Shoutout to my incredible husband, @WalkerAmerica, who has been by my side throughout this nightmare. I truly could not handle this without him. In sickness and in health, boy did he prove it, and I am so grateful for that man.

I’m really hoping the worst part is over. I need to believe that. And I’m praying for a healthy and smooth delivery in August.

Gonna be a long road, fam. But I hope in a couple years I’ll be dancing in an orange wig again 🧡