I have been blessed with great friends. They are supportive, funny, talented and true. They have been so excited about my pregnancy. I think its because they knew I wouldn't be able to keep my mouth shut about every moment. They have also risen to new heights of thematic parties.
It all started with Miss DC 2009 who threw the first shower. Dozens of former contestants, volunteers and gay men got together. They supplied baby pictures so the room could be decorated in a kiddie pageant theme.
Next came a weekend away with some of my bridesmaid. We stopped for ice cream at every road side stall on the way to the beach. We sat around and relaxed and shared stories and took naps. I was banished to my room one night to set up a party. We had decided there would be no gifts, but they just couldn't help themselves. To be honest, I am glad. They gave me their children's favorite books and
we played ridiculous games and shared enormous
cupcakes. Then the real gifts came out. Mini buttons with all my favorite things on
them and hand written advice cards that made me cry.
Then it was back to my childhood home for an epic celebration. Your family can't live in a town for 40 years and not have fewer than 60 people at a baby shower! My mom's good friends drowned me in love and baby items. But the best part were the buffet and goodybags all handmade by women I've known my entire life. Anyone can make chips and dip but macarons from scratch? SERIOUSLY? Itwas almost as impressive as me making a human!
An office shower kicked off the summer. We gathered for fried chicken and humor and an awkward game where my coworkers used
string to guess my size. Somehow, appropriately, "The Voice" of the Newseum guessed it EXACTLY right.
Now at 36 weeks the final thank you cards have been written for the neighborhood party. What was to be a simple BBQ turned into a
heart warming evening. It started with a hand painted shelf in my favorite color and then every neighbor selected a children's book for the shelf. Classics, favorites and unknowns were added one by one till the shelf was full!
The nursery is still a disaster. The 10 year old IKEA computer desk is still in place and the crib is weeks away from delivery. My mom arrives in 2 weeks and then the room will
suddenly look like a decorated room thanks to her fine touch. I just hope Bjorn doesn't