Shower Review

The shower was a ton of fun!

Honestly, who needed food & gifts- I was just so thrilled to see everyone.

I have wonderful friends, I truly do. Several of them made several trips to the hospital to visit while Robbie was at the hospital- just to take me to dinner in the cafeteria. But it wasn't the same. I really haven't had a social event since before Robbie was born. For those keeping track- that's 16 weeks now.

So it was great to hang out.

The day had a rough start. Robbie was up ALL night. He finally fell asleep around 6:30am. By the time I pumped, washed bottles and got a few things together it was nearly 8. I needed to be up around 9:30. I debated about sleeping at all- is an hour of sleep worse than none at all. Finally I decided to sleep a bit. Of course, the phone rang at 9:15 after I'd gotten to sleep at 8:30.

45 minutes of sleep... oh boy.

I was hoping my MIL would show up early and I'd slip out. Much to my surprise, David had actually set his alarm to get up early with the baby so I could do what I wanted to do. He actually got out of bed a little after 9.

So I got up and showered and headed out. My MIL wasn't here yet, but she was due shortly. I hit the mall.

Before I got pregnant, I was wearing a 26/28. I've lost a lot of weight since he was born (and only gained 10 pounds while pregnant) so I was grabbing 22/24. I found a dress I liked but it was only in a 18/20. I asked about the next size and the sales girl told me that I needed the one in my hand. I protested. She insisted I try it on.

She was right. I was floored. I haven't been an 18/20 since I was about 20 years old. Go me! That pre-eclampsia, premature infant, gall bladder disease diet really works!

Anyway, I ended up buying a dress that looks good on, but just didn't scream "baby shower" to me.

On the way home, I decided to stop at another place and finally found what I was looking for. They had a whole line of ice-blue stuff that I was in love with. In the end, I went with a sheerish top and pin striped pants. (Pictures below.)

Got home and asked how things went. David was already a little flustered. Robbie had been very cold when he'd changed him and then only took half a feeding. Now I was panicked. I'd been gone less than 2 hours and getting ready to leave for several more. Could they handle it?

I took his temp again- much better. Had David prepare another bottle while I put my clothes on.

The time that I'd intended to write lovely, thoughtful thank you notes to my hostesses was spent feeding Robbie again. (which he took just fine, for the record.)

I worried about leaving again- what if he wouldn't eat for anyone but me. But I had to go.

While I was feeding Robbie, I heard my cell phone beep that I had a message. It was one of my hostesses leaving a message. A very strange message that sounded a little odd.

When I called her back, it seemed there was a bit of a snafu with the restaurant where the shower was to be held. They had booked the location online. Only that location has been closed for a few months. (It's seriously about 5 minutes from my house- I hadn't noticed.) The restaurant had booked the room at another location w/o ever letting anyone know.

So the hostesses were going crazy trying to reach every one to tell them where to go and give directions.

I made a few calls myself, then headed to the corrected location myself.

The shower was supposed to be at 1, I got there about 1:15, but was still one of the first to arrive. Most everyone else (a few hostesses included) were lost.

After a comedy involving "I can see you, but you can't see me" we sent BFF's mom to retrieve the lost party goers and all was well.

From there- everything was great. We had a pizza and pasta buffet served family-style. We played a few games and I opened LOTS of gifts. But mostly we got to visit. It felt good.

I thought about calling home to check in a few times and decided to have faith. They could handle it.

I decided just to enjoy the time.

It was so great to see everyone.

It was funny because only 3 of the party goers were NOT from a message board. At one point my BFF (we've been friends since I was a sophomore in HS) pointed out that she wasn't from "the board." I had to laugh. I suppose I met my husband online, it shouldn't be add that most of my friends came the same way.

Anyway, the food was good. The cake was awesome- white cake with chocolate mousse center and butter cream icing. YUMMY.

After the party, I called home and David sounded tired. I asked if things were okay and he said he was just trying to do some cleaning. You could tell he was worn out.

I got home and things were going well.Robbie had eaten well and was sleeping. My MIL had made David do pretty much everything.

We went through all the gifts and cooed again..

It was good.

By the end of the day, David was exhausted. I asked him if he had a little bit of insight into my day and he said yes. And he's been much nicer to me since then. Hopefully this is a sign of things to come.

For now- pictures!


Cake:





Me and the Cake:





Gifts!
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Guests!





Me and gifts!



Diaper Cake:




Favors and a couple of Seuss books for Robbie:





The Loot:





Sixteen weeks old!