Babys and PTSD

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"So how are we gonna tell them?" Dewey asked as we sat at the table eating breakfast. It was the last day of our honeymoon and I planned to just relax.

"I don't know, but I want it to be something cute." I shrugged.

"Are we gonna tell Gale and Syd at the same time?" He asked.

"We could. What do you want?" I shoveled a few eggs into my mouth.

"This is about you." He replied.

"No Dewey. It's about us. This isn't my baby, it's our baby." I said sternly.

"Well I would love to tell them at the same time." He shrugged.

"Then that's what we'll do. Now we just have to figure out how."






Dewey and I found the perfect way to tell them. We bought two mugs that had "baby is on the way!" On the inside. We would invite Syd and Gale over to visit. We would give them the mugs to drink out of.

 We would give them the mugs to drink out of

ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।

(The mug)

For my parents we bought a onesie that says "Surprise! You're going to be grandparents!"

For my parents we bought a onesie that says "Surprise! You're going to be grandparents!"

ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।

(The onesie)

And for Dewey's mom, I bought Dewey a sweatshirt that said "She's eating for two. I'm drinking for three."

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ओह! यह छवि हमारे सामग्री दिशानिर्देशों का पालन नहीं करती है। प्रकाशन जारी रखने के लिए, कृपया इसे हटा दें या कोई भिन्न छवि अपलोड करें।
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