Curses

I have been cursed for remembering random moments in time to the detail.  My friends love it - especially when it benefits them. I find it highly annoying.  Especially this time of year.  Six years ago today was my babyshower for Lucas.  What I remember besides what I wore (purple short, black pants), the games (E. couldn't feed a baby doll to save her life - now she has two precious girls!), the friends (there were so many dear women there and I'd only been part of the church for 5 months).

I remember the hope. the dreams.  the wonder. I was filled with baby.  Unbeknownst to me, I would be on bedrest the following day.  This was my last full day to move around and enjoy carrying my little peapod with me.  Oh - I did more walking around, but it was with many watching me and making sure I didn't overdo it and obeyed the doctor.  We were so looking forward to this new arrival.  Now we were ready!  Or so we thought.  Lessons learned - the only thing you need to unpack is a carseat.  and have receipts for everything!  but the only thing you can't return are your now shattered dreams.