This post is about 2.5 weeks late but I’d be remiss if I didn’t give a recap of my awesome baby shower.
Oh, what a day!
My mom and my girls pulled out all of the stops to make me feel like a queen and I really did. They even ordered up absolutely perfect Southern California weather – in January no less! I mean, how do they do it?
I knew very little about the plans for shower. I love surprises and while I’m a control freak when it comes to other areas in my life, there are some things I’m really comfortable leaving in other people’s hands. Especially, when the people know me as well as these ladies do. Even though I created the guest list, I didn’t even know who was actually coming so it was great fun to watch aunts, cousins, friends, and loved ones walk through the door with big baby shower smiles on their face. Guests traveled great distances to celebrate our little nugget with me and I couldn’t be more thankful. My mother-in-law even flew out from Virginia! I knew she was thrilled to become a grandma for the first time but this gesture was beyond HUGE and it really meant the world to me.
The linens popped, the centerpieces sparkled, the food was delish (no crust free cucumber sandwiches here!), and the deserts were decadent. Every detail was tended to and I kept looking around thinking, “Wow…all this for a baby shower!” What special girls we are!
I went to bed that night thinking that the best way to sum up the day was to say it was an embarrassment of riches (but I’ve always felt my life is that way). We received incredible gifts – clothing galore and every accessory or piece of baby gear we could possibly need. There were even various handmade items which will be treasured for many years to come. I wondered how I got so lucky when so many women go through pregnancy feeling alone, frightened and completely unprepared for what’s to come. My heart was full – with love and gratitude and pure, unadulterated joy.
They hosted a book raffle and one of my favorite post-shower activities was going through each book we received and reading the inscriptions people wrote. Some gifted their favorite childhood books to us and shared stories about the meaning behind their choice. Others told stories about how they loved reading to their own children and hoped we would do the same. And finally, others imparted great wisdom and advice to me on the inside covers of these beautiful stories. An avid reader myself, one of my goals is to share that passion with our nugget and I love that she already has quite a collection of books to fill her shelves.
And just when I felt like it was too much, my Jennie, my very best friend in the world, took it all a step further and created the most beautiful book of love letters to our little girl – each one personally written by family and friends. It took me two days to actually read through them all because I couldn’t stop crying as I turned the pages. I knew we were bringing this girl into a world where she would be loved and supported unconditionally but seeing it on paper, seeing how many people adore her already, just took it to a whole new level.
Most of us are lucky if we have one person in our corner, cheering for us as we go through life. I was blessed to have dozens and seeing how my daughter shares that good fortune is too much for me to handle at times. I worry she won’t realize how lucky she is and I fear I won’t know the best way to instill in her a sense of gratitude and the intelligence to rely on these incredible people when the going gets tough. But hopefully, by exposing her to those less fortunate, she’ll learn to “get it” and never, ever take for granted the life she was given.
I could not ask for a more supportive family or more loving friends. As my girl goes through life, I only hope she gravitates towards women of equal value and substance. I hope she finds herself with a menagerie of confidants the way I have and relies on them when she needs it and returns the favor when they do.
And I hope that someday she feels as adored and loved as I did on that very special Saturday.