Bubbly

It was our 11th wedding anniversary and I was supposed to be happy instead been crying loads in the morning.

Memories kept coming back of dad texting or calling wishing us all the best on our journey, mum would come down and wished me all the best, yet again and again telling me off for being too harsh on my husband and then she would give me a kiss and a big mummy hug. It was the memory of them and just missing those little physical moments I will long most.

I imagine I will feel similarly soon as my birthday and Christmas is approaching.

Somehow pulled it together throughout the day, husband showered me with beautiful flowers, champagne and a very sweet card, then whisked me for a lovely date meal in The French Table in Surbiton. It was buzzing in there, it felt like being somewhere in the real Parisian restaurant. Our table was scattered with zillion little pink hearts and we drank some more lovely champagne.
Funny how the evening turned into a heated conversation about having a third baby! He had a different point of view and really wants to have a go and I on the other hand having doubts about it.
Anyway we said what we said and only future will bring resolution.
It was a nice outing, we need to try going out again soon, time to move on a bit further.

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