My Perfect Breakdown


At approximately 12am the other night my husband woke me up with the following 2 sentences: Can you go check on Baby MPB?  Just make sure he’s still there. I think he said some other stuff, but truthfully as soon as I heard make sure he’s still there, my mind stopped. I know the chances of him being kidnapped from our house are relatively low (rather astronomically low), but it’s still my… Read More