Why did I ever agree to this?

Jeff is under African skies now and I miss him dreadfully. I feel the same way as when I was in labor with Owen. I don't think I can make it through but there is no way out. Or when you are locked and loaded in a scary roller coaster...I mean, I am not afraid of anything, but I miss him! He is me and I am feeling the stretch. Owen is acting extra clingly too. Damn Damn Damn....