Easter was supposed to be the twins' first holiday. I probably would have bought some really cute, obnoxiously fancy newborn clothes and paraded them around my family. Since husband only gets Christmas off, I would have been solo at this family thing and probably wouldn't have a minute to eat, except for when one of my sisters would steal a baby.
Instead, I'm packing up Lucy and heading to a meal, half of which I can't eat because of my diet (which I am desperately doing in hopes that I can get pregnant with the twins' younger sibling).
For now, I must commence gorging myself on candy.
Happy Easter.
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