I’m late. The baby shower was last weekend. Forgive me.
It wasn’t the typical pastel-colored hen-fest. It was ladybugs and sunflowers: lots of red, black, and yellow. Co-ed and outside, at the park, in the sunshine.
We spent the better part of the week preparing. We put together the grow kits ourselves, handmade the instruction cards, made and decorated the cupcakes, shopped for everything…whew!
I was beyond exhausted. But the day was a success.
This picture requires a longer explanation. In relation to Jess (in the middle), from left to right: grandmother, grandmother (my step-mom), mother (me), grandmother (my mom), and great-grandmother (my Oma). Four generations of women; five once Ava arrives. Priceless.
At the end of the day we had tons of thank-you gifts left, so Jess’s dad passed them out to families in the park. It was so special to look around and see our cheerful little pots everywhere!
Oh, and I promised to share all of the adorable things that Cheryl made for our Ava.
Jess is about to start her 36th week, so we are getting down to the wire. Are you excited? I am trying to stay calm and sage-like. I know there is a lot of work ahead of us.