One year ago today . . . .
I was late. Still.
I dug out an old pregnancy test, and took it, without even warning B.
It was positive.
I flipped out.
But was completely excited.
B couldn't believe the pregnancy test.
He thought I was yanking his chain.
I reminded him that as talented as I am, even I can't fake pregnant pee.
He was excited.
He was freaked out too.
I spent the entire day saying "holy cow".
Seriously, the entire day.
It was fun while it lasted for the next 5 weeks.
My thoughts are with you. I know about these anniversaries. My joy only lasted 8 days. I cherish those days though.
ReplyDeleteThough types of days are sort of bittersweet. I'll be thinking of you this month.
ReplyDeleteHugs, my friend. And thank you for your support and encouragement while I know you're grieving in some ways as well. I've been out of town this past week but will call you soon.
ReplyDeleteI'm so sorry for your pain. It will always be with you, but hopefully Andrew makes it all a bit easier.
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