He lays there helpless in his tiny new body. There's nothing he can do for himself. I do everything for him...all day long.
Sometimes it gets to me and I, too, feel helpless, but somehow I keep moving forward day after day. I love him and I love the little girl, but sometimes it feels like there's not enough of me to care for both of them.
Sometimes I'm just saying I need help.
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