"I could feel hot, salty tears coming down my face. I sat and cried silently... I was scrunching myself up against the wall as far as I could. All of a sudden, someone from behind us taps on the guy’s shoulder..."
"2 rolls of paper towels, 5 gym towels, 1 bottle of bleach, 1 big bag of crap covered toys and 2 1/2 hours later her room still smells like a dumpster fire."
"It should have been written 50 years ago. It's a conversation between God and this unborn child about ready to go down to earth. And when God describes what a mom is...whew, it kills me.”
