My MOPS group (Mothers of Pre-Schoolers) threw me a surprise baby shower today! I was told it was a playdate, so I came straight from yoga (no shower, no-make-up, I think I combed my hair)! It was really sweet. The host, Jennifer, made a beautiful diaper cake; a talented culinary artist, Christie, made a cute carriage cake; and the rest of the ladies brought diapers and cute pink outfits for Baby Girl! I have the diaper cake sitting on our dining room table as a centerpiece for motivation. Between a friend giving birth to a precious baby girl last week and this shower, I'm getting back into "excited-to-take-part-in-a-miracle" mode when I've been stuck in "irritable, uncomfortable, 30-days-to-go-and-there's-so-much-to-do" mode!
Memorable quotes from Hubby:
--My DH, Jason, was trying to give me a compliment as I was getting ready for church this past weekend. As he wrapped his arms around my belly he said, "Hey, Honey, you've never looked so good!" Then realizing in his head how a pregnant lady might take this, he backtracks, "Well, yes you have. You've looked much hotter!" I encouraged him to just stop talking.
--The above comment came the morning after he was watching me put my pajamas on and blurted out with a tone of amazement, "My, you are wide!" I tried to clarify--you can tell a woman 36-weeks pregnant that she's big, the baby's big, she must be getting close, it looks like there's a basketball in there, it's amazing how a body can transform, she's certainly popped out, she looks great, etc.; but you never, ever tell a pregnant lady she's WIDE. We save that term to describe loads on haulers & dumptrucks.
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