Not really. These gifts were given with the best of intentions, but my response was tears (thankfully not in front of the person who gave them).
I went to my hairdresser today - a wonderful woman who cured me of my hairdresser phobia - and had my hair cut a little too short, in case it's a while before I can have it done again. As I left, she gave me a package.
I opened it up when I got home and found a really cute outfit for age 6 months and a book in which to record important things about the baby's first year. And I cried, because all I could think was "what if I never get to use these?".
I'm really not doing well with the anxiety here.
#MicroblogMondays: White Christmas
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