Back in January, I was let in on a secret.
A secret that only two people knew.
I was number three.
A baby was coming.
And I felt nervous, sad, scared and interested
Nervous---these kids are barely 18! Can they make it?
Sad---I always feel a little sad….that saying always a bridesmaid, never a bride???? That’s the way I feel about mothering----always the godmother, never the mama.
Scared----scared for these kids who are now adults….
Interested----what does the ultra sound look like, etc.
So time when on and a baby grew……and Cynthia and I grew closer…..similar to having a little sister.
And then I was asked to be a godmother.
And I am honored.
(My staff that were in attendance at the Shower…Joe won the string around the belly contest and Bernie was awake :)
1 comment:
That really is an honor, Mindy! Rock on, you!
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