I've gone through my five stages of grief...anger at being pregnant and at you, denial...because this couldn't possibly happen to my beautiful body, bargaining...I would never sleep with anyone but you if this whole baby thing would just go away, depression...drowning my sorrows and myself in the bath tub...my body! Then acceptance...I accept that this is going to destroy Rufus, it's what's getting me through and you will let me have it or else this is going to turn into the crazy roller coaster with me at the switch.

I love you.