Wow, what a week! I’m not sure why, but I got evicted from
my posh solo, room-and-board digs and ended up in temporary housing with lots
of crazy roommates. All they did was scream all the time. There were people
called nurses who kept coming around to check on us and I think I heard they
called the place a nursery. Luckily, mommy and daddy would bust me out of the
nursery for the majority of the day. They seem pretty cool. Daddy tells me I’ll
be getting my own room in a few days when we leave the hospital. I’m excited to
get back to a space I can call my own. Is it normal to have three homes within
five days? I’m not sure, but I heard mommy say her family tends to move around
a lot.
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