CHAPTER 10
There’s something funny about those six weeks we spent in the NICU, because it was summer when Natalie was born and early fall when we left, and to this day I can’t keep track of the time of year. Just this week, I ran to Walmart to get some more diapers. I could have asked Jake to do it on his way home from work, but I needed an excuse to get out of the house. Away from his mom.
So I grabbed the cheap Walmart brand. Natalie’s still in a size zero, but I think she’ll be moving up in the next couple weeks. I can tell the ones she’s got are getting a little tight. I was checking them out — I think I’d picked up some noodles too, something Patricia needed for that night’s dinner — and the guy at the counter told me merry Christmas after I’d paid. And even though the whole store w
