Well, after 10 years of trying, 6 lost babies and lots and lots of drama, I finally achieved gestating a baby long enough to justify a baby shower. It was pretty awesome.
|G’s Aunt C outdid herself decorating the hall! (That’s Aunt C and Uncle P getting the food ready, and H "helping"… notice the Dreft bottle holding the balloons down!)|
The cake had the cutest little marzipan baby on top! Also, the cake was pretty tasty.
I can’t bring myself to eat that little marzipan baby, though.
| I had lots of little helpers when it was time to open gifts. (That’s Little C off to the right)
This is an awful photo of me. I swear, I don’t normally look like a circus side show fat lady. Well, maybe I do, but I try not to…
|One of my friends send a beautiful embroidered blankie and burp cloths. Yes, that is Baby G’s name on the blankie. That is also Little C’s hand feeling how soft the blankie is.|
So, there was cake, and games and presents. It was pretty awesome. And, no one gave me pampers.
Now, I have a lot of washing and organizing to do. And an OB appointment to tell you about. Tomorrow.