Last night (Tuesday) marked 16 weeks since I pushed Ziggy out of my body and into the world. Time has moved simultaneously slow and fast and, naturally, I have a lot to say about it all. I wanted this to be formatted in any organized, easy-to-read way, but once I started typing, I couldn’t stop. But there’s a bunch of Ziggy pics at the end of my word vomit, so don’t give up on me.
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