Waiting on a Military Miracle

I know I probably signed up for your emails and information back in the Feb-April timeframe, but I know that I've revoked that permission for you to email me at least a dozen times. I mean, look at the picture to the left, Pampers people. Does it look like I'm 39 weeks pregnant? No. Want to know why? Because I lost my baby almost 24 weeks ago. And in those 24 weeks, I know I have clicked your "do not receive emails" button so many times I don't even know if I could count them up. You continue to send me emails every week counting down to the now non-existent baby's due date. My due date was the 24th of this month, first of all, so I'm already having a difficult time this month and not able to talk to my husband unless some stupid person in a leadership position deems it "allowable" is killing me. But yes, continue to send me your moronic emails that remind me that I'm not going to be a mom in a matter of days/weeks like I should be. Because I love being upset. Fuck you.