Today is my second wedding anniversary.
It didn’t get off to a great start. I woke up at 4:30 and never could get back to sleep. I’m afraid I wasn’t very civil to poor Dom.
And then I felt really chagrined when I opened my laptop and found a sweet message on the screen: Happy Anniversary! I love you.
But this afternoon I got to hear the baby’s heartbeat for the first time. That’s just about the best present ever. Only thing that could have made it more special was if Dom could have been there. (Or, I suppose if it had been the ultrasound—Dom will be there for that next month.)
And I had a nice visit with my sister-in-law when I dropped off/picked up Bella. Now it’s almost dinner time and I still haven’t decided where to go.