It's been a week now, I had convinced Brooklyn to go to the hospital the day I found her vomiting blood up.
Thankfully the baby was fine, and is indeed a girl, but they'd found nothing wrong. Told her to make an appointment with her OBGYN for a follow up and to return if it happened again.
Today she was feeling sick so she hadn't left her bedroom all day. Her sister would go in to check on her and come out with so many thoughts and worries it had me wanting to go in there.
She had her door left open so that we could hear her if she called out. I was surprised to learn that her room and her sisters were soundproof.
"Scott?" My head shot up from my phone the moment my name left her. I got up from the chair her brother-in-law gave me so I wouldn't be standing the whole time.
I opened her
