I just wanted to have a good day off with my husband and somewhere along eating gelato at a food court (of all places) and walking to the parking lot, i couldn't place where i had left it. It was maybe 3 minutes (we hadn't even started the car yet when i realized it wasn't in my purse).
We backtracked, we called it... nothing. And though i knew there was no way anyone would turn it in, i was hopeful of honest people. It happens all the time at work, customers leaving something behind and we tell them we'll keep an eye out for it but between one another we know that there is no way anyone is going to turn in their iphone / purse / sentimental bracelet.
I can blame it on "pregnancy brain" but i was careless for a minute and someone walked off with my $300 + android. And i cried like it was the end of the world. What about my photos that i can't ever get back?
My husband took my hand and reminded me it was just a material thing that could be replaced. Then he rubbed my belly and said, "you're fine, we're fine."
How silly i am. Yes, it's frustrating, but it's not the end of the world, not even close. Thanks to insurance, i only had to pay a small portion of what i would have without it and they shipped a new one that will be ready for me to pick up after work tomorrow (yes, i'm currently living without my phone-- it's possible! ha).
But really, thanks to my husband for reminding me what's important in life.
i took this photo on January 19th, the night i found out i was pregnant. this is the night all my dreams came true.
she is all that matters.