Daddy T had to work out of town a few weeks ago, so we tagged along for one night. We always come home sick so I don't know why we go. The last time we went, B got a horrible stomach bug. Then the next time, Daddy T and I got a horrible stomach bug. Following that trip, I went into labor so Daddy T had to come home. This time, I ended up getting mastitis. Again. Despite that, though, we enjoyed our time together and eating at one of our favorite wings places.
Of all the things that B could have watched on the television, this is what kept his attention. If you can't tell what it is, it's monster trucks.
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Mastitis is seriously no fun at all. I never had it with Daniel but got it twice with Wesley. I almost got it a third time but was able to work out and clear the duct before issues officially set in on me. Hope you are feeling better.
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