So, as Jackson got close to one year old, I started really wishing I knew some other moms who stayed home with their kids. I ended up meeting some great friends through our church's mom group. Jackson and Cooper love seeing their buddies, and I love being able to have friends who are in the same boat that we are. We can vent and relate about almost anything.
Anyway. Our president, Shelley, thought it would be fun if we did a "secret sister" exchange for the first two weeks of February. (She's so great). So, we switched names and will be doing sweet things for our secret sister. I am taking pictures of all the goodies I make this week, and will post them later after my secret sister knows it is me! It's fun to be able to bake and make cute things for someone else. Of course, I have to do it after the kids go to sleep. But what else would I be doing? Watching the biggest loser or the bachelor? This is way more fun.
Meanwhile, I am trying to figure out who has me! I got the cutest package this morning on my doorstep.
Your killing me over here! I'm trying so hard fight off envy, but you're not making it easy - and neither is your secret sister. (I was secretly hoping a few weeks ago when you posted about the kids being so sick that they'd gotten it from the kids in your mom's group. I thought that would help ease my envy.) :) So happy for all you moms.
ReplyDeleteI am so glad that you have women to be with. God provides!
ReplyDeleteThat is a great gift!! And no, it's not me. First, I decided not to participate and second, I'm not that creative...trust me. But I do feel the same about the group. I've lived here 10 years and have made friends but none were ever at the same position as me in life. They were always younger, not married, no kids, older, etc. When I started going to events and meeting the moms, I finally felt that I have made good friends that understand me. It's hard not being from here and having my "old" friends back home and not around to just call up. You guys have filled that void in my life.
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