Last Thursday I have had a surprise-stork-party!! If I think of it , it still rock my socks!!
All of these years I never attend any stork-parties, because I HATE them!! I hate it because at storks the girlie-talk is JUST ABOUT BABIES!!!! And it breaks your heart to see all the nice baby stuff and to keep a straight face. It’s such a sad place to be…longing for a precious baby too.
So the moment I open the door and the whole room was full of friends with hats on.( a lot of time I have something on my head) I was near fainting. I was in shock…and I start crying. ( I don’t even have pregnancy hormones in me, but emotional I and really fuck!)It was just so unbelievable to be at my own stork.
Opening the prezzies was scary to see all the baby stuff and at one time I was thinking why is there 2 of each in every single thing I open. This is how disorientated was. Afterwards I did not reminder what I have got.
It was so special for me, everyone have done so much effort and just for me. I have wonderful friends!! Thanx all of you!! I don’t think you will ever know what this have meant to me.
When Luv come and fetch me he first just want o peek in to the bags. We take everything to the BABYROOM, it feel every weird, our house have a baby room… and then we unpack everything and just look at it for some time. We have received wonderful stuff!!!
Can you believe, I was having a stork-party!!!
I am a real "cry baby"!!