I went to my friend’s house this afternoon for our annual Secret Santa afternoon. Except they had planned a baby shower! It was a very small and understated affair, but my best friend had invited my mum and it was just lovely.
I am very rarely taken by surprise or lost for words. I was both.
Having truly wonderful friends is one of the greatest things in life.
Mini is going to be spoiled rotten.
Smiles for Kris!!
Does my bump look big in this ;)?
Heading for my usual Tuesday afternoon at the hospital. My blood sugars have been a bit higher post-meals over the weekend so I suspect insulin may be on the horizon. I was all geared up for it two weeks ago so I can’t really complain.
Might be getting a sweep too. Fun fun!
Generally, by the time you are real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.
And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
Happy belated birthday to me!! I do love that my husband is happy to indulge my love of all things Mulberry.—