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It wasn’t so bad
I was so wrong about this baby shower! Yes, I felt a little out of place and shy. I lived though.
Look at me! *twirling around* I survived a baby shower WITHOUT AN ANXIETY ATTACK.
It was Shaun’s Mom, G-mas, Sister and Aunts that made it so easy to be there. The Grandma’s are use to me taking pictures of them now…or they have gotten good at ignoring me while I snap pictures.
There isn’t a cuter pair of G-ma’s out there. I dare you to argue with me. They are both feisty as hell and at that point in their lives where don’t give a rat’s ass what you think.
These two are cuter than puppies. You just want to cuddle them up next to you and take them home.I couldn’t stop taking pictures of this baby. She was a ball of energy and made the cutest baby noises.
I lost my ‘don’t say baby or cross your legs’ necklace about 3 times on this little one.
“awwww, look at the baby…LOOK AT THIS BABY.” (yes, in the dorky baby voice)
“Hand me your necklace, Kristine”
I kicked ass at the end and won. I think if Shaun’s aunt was feeling better she would have kicked my ass at that game though. I ended up giving her my prize.Fun was had by all.
On a different note: My sister in law with breast cancer….WAY better, doing TONS AND TONS better than we thought it would turn out.
Thank you again.