I was standing in my kitchen finishing my breakfast and I looked up at the calendar that my mom made with pictures from the last year and saw this guy staring back at me. (Don't feel bad about putting him on the calendar mom. He's cute and there is no way of knowing what will set me off. This was just one of those out of the blue random weird things) I had forgotten about him. My parents got him for me and Kyler while I was on bed rest. I was in love with him right away. He had a hole that we found after they gave him to me. I couldn't let him go back to the store, I made my husband dig out my needle and thread so I could sew him up. I've always had an attachment to stuffed animals. I didn't want to share this guy with Kyler.
After I had Kyler this guy stayed in the living room for a few months and eventually he was moved into the corner of our room with the rest of my special stuffed animals. I had seen him every day but not really registered that he was there. When I saw that picture on the calendar I remembered the whole story, especially that I hadn't wanted to share him with Kyler. I couldn't remember where he was at first, then I found him and just started crying. I just wanted to crawl into bed and cuddle with him all day.
I left for work anyway, crying. I got to work, crying. I moved desks and have a new neighbor at work. I am sure he thinks I am crazy. My bosses boss sits right behind me now to, I am sure she thinks I am crazy. I did settle down after a few hours. I was able to make it through the day. I felt exhausted all day, but I made it. Then I went to dinner with my family and it was fine. I guess it is an accomplishment that I made it through anyway. I think tonight I am going to cuddle up with the lamb, husband and maybe the dog in bed.
Kyler, I would have shared the lamb with you.
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