Am really working myself into a larther about getting into work in the morning. I know lots of us are going to have to do it. I really don't want to go, and yet of course I have to. Can't even tell DP about it cause he will think I'm being stupid. I want to stay home with my beautiful baby. And I don't have any life insurance if anything did happen. God what am I like? They have never yet struck in the same place twice.