Positive
It’s positive. Oh and my parents are coming to visit next week – surprise! They called to say they were on their way from Munich, stopping in Paris and Barcelona for a few days and then they’ll be here next week. I’m panicking. OK, not panicking, but certainly slightly alarmed. Will she be able to tell? My mum is like a crazy detective, she’s got this eye where she can spot something ‘hinky’ as she says, from a mile away.
Really though – I’m telling Des tonight and I’ll let you know how that goes – I’m hoping he’ll be excited and it will spill over. I was so dead set on the idea that we were done that this new development has really jarred me. I still don’t know if I’m nervous, alarmed, or what. We’ll see. I hope he’s happy about it – whenever he is happy, it’s just infectious. He’s got this contagious laugh and he looks at you and you can’t help but smile.
He knows how to ‘smize’, too.
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