“Nothing, morning sickness must be a killer” Sasha says as she giggles.
“It’s not morning sickness” I laugh at them. Then I sit in silence. Could it be morning sickness? Putting the thought to the back of my head. We get back to work.
By the end of the day we have seven of the bridesmaid’s dresses finished. Laura and Sasha coming in tomorrow as it is their scheduled Saturday in, they can finish of the other bridesmaid dresses and get the flower girls altered and finished also.
Stuart picked me up from work so we can go and visit Sophie at the hospital. I had already got gifts for them the other week and have been waiting on this day to happen. Lost in my thoughts, I hadn’t even realised Stuart had parked the car already. I climb out the car picking up the gift as Stuart closes
