Today is a hard day for me. I'm supposed to be getting dressed to go out to dinner with my family, but I'm stealing 10 minutes to type this.
Maybe it was the cute swim shirts for baby boys that we saw this morning.
Maybe it was the baby boy onesie that said, "My fingers might be small but I can still wrap mommy around them".
Maybe it was the baby boy t-shirt that said, "A bad day fishing with dad beats a day shopping with mom".
Maybe it was the tiny Mickey Mouse boogie board that Gib found and said, "Here's one for Grady".
Maybe it's that everywhere I turn there are baby boys.
HAS ANYONE SEEN MINE?????
I'm so trying to keep positive. I'm so trying to enjoy the moment with my beautiful girls and wonderful husband.
And I am having a good time.
Today has just been a HARD day. A day where the lump is continually in my throat and I'm doing the best I can to swallow it down. Because if I don't, it will explode out my eyeballs in the form of tears.
Nothing is ever easy is it? Not even vacation. And it doesn't help that I'm so sad it's almost over!