Epic. Shower.

This weekend was rad-tastic.

I had the best baby shower in the history of baby showers.

Special shout-outs to The Coalition of Teters, Johnsons and Prestons who joined forces to plan the best baby shower in the history of baby showers. Approximately 1,457 women were in attendance Saturday, when an ordinary Westervillian neighborhood was infiltrated and transformed into:

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FYI: If you ever find yourself knocked up, please enlist the services of the following women:

Mom: Bridger of Families and Mood Czar. Oh, yes. She brought the mini bales of hay.

Mom: Bridger of Families and Decor Czar. Because those mini-bales of hay aren't going to bring themselves to the shower!

 

Christy: Game Czar. See a woman doing something out of the ordinary on Facebook? It was her idea.

Christy: Game Czar. See a woman doing something out of the ordinary on Facebook? It was her idea.

 

Aunt Shirley aka Aunt Squirrely: Spread Czar. We did not go hungry. C.A.K.E

Aunt Shirley aka Aunt Squirrely: Czar of the Spread. The faces did not go hungry. also, C.A.K.E.

 

Courtney and Mandy: Covert Czars. Information is still coming in, but sources say these women were the grease men of the operation. The Ella Fitzgeralds. The Harry and Davids.

Courtney and Mandy: Covert Czars. Information is still coming in, but sources confirm these women were the grease men of the operation. The Ella Fitzgeralds. The Harry and Davids. Beware of their doings.

I’m still trying to figure out the inner-workings of The Coalition’s complex strategy, but I think they had something to do with facilitating the millions of little moments that made me feel loved and nurtured and basically set for life.  And all the people who drove and drove to be there, and the gifts for Molly Mae and I and the notes and the thought that went into it all and the messages from people who couldn’t be there and everything and all the things.

Showers are one of those times you are slammed in the face over and over again with all your blessings. But in a good way. Because the thought of raising a  baby — let alone a girl — is TERRIFYING. But a room full of femmes who will be a part of her life? It really takes the pressure off. Maybe we can do this after all. We certainly will be well equipped.

Anyway, women from as far as Toledo, Ohio were looking a little worn down from the intense gaming competition by The Portion of The Show Where I Open 1,000 presents.

Three cheers for everyone who stayed awake while I unwrapped all of this:

That yellow blarb toward the upper left corner is me. Babies bow before my kingdom.

That yellow blarb toward the upper left corner? That is me. Babies bow before my kingdom.

 

a PORTION of the haul

a PORTION of the haul as it existed on Sunday, after some intense organizing with the help of great grandma w and grandma j

 

the high chair and the pack 'n' play are still in the car. HA!

yet many things, like the high chair and the pack 'n' play are still in the car. HA!

Now all we need are some closets. And probably a bit more storage.

And a BABY!

You know what’s going to be really hilarious?

When Tot Two turns out to be a boy.

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  • Shelby

    Wow – you are set! You should have another one of these when she turns 13, to prepare for the teens years. You know, with leg warmers and head phones.