Last summer, I shared pictures of Grace with her birthday buddy, Kostyn. Kostyn’s mom, Robyn, and I “met” each other (and fourteen other women) online, at BabyCenter.com when we were just pregnant.
I know these women. I know their families and their careers and their lives. I love them.
I mentioned last year that Robyn and her family moved to our town, and we’ve been able to spend a little time together here and there. It’s always fabulous.
Last week, another of our friends, S, and her family were vacationing nearby.
I had no idea what it was like to hang out with six boys for an afternoon.
Grace and I were — overwhelmed.
I don’t mean to imply that they were especially unruly or anything. There was just boys.
Cute boys, certainly. And nice ones.
But boys nonetheless.
If the baby in my tummy turns out to be a boy, Grace and I may have some adjusting to do.
Robyn says I’ll be a great mom for a boy. I’ll take her word for it.
But I’m still a little daunted.
Happily submitted to Wordful Wednesday
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