My Daughter Has A Best Friend And It’s Not Me

I met my daughter’s best friend through a picture.

My husband and I were coming home from an off the grid weekend in Boston. As we got into a taxi heading home I turned my data on to see a flood of text messages and pictures.

Did you see the pictures I sent over? P.s how was Boston?

The following weekend we met and clicked instantly.

He was a joy to be around, very caring and trusting.

He knew we were expecting before I did.

When I had morning sickness he was there with a concerned look in his eyes.

When I got up to pee which was A LOT he was there. Half asleep but always there.

Those nights when sleep was elusive his comforting purr would lull me back to sleep.

My life changed for the better when I met Milo.

His life drastically changed when he met baby.

He now has someone to grow up with, to play with, to bond with.

My daughter has a best friend and its not me.

Step Outin Style!

 

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