Today was a good day. I was baby showered.
There were pigs in a blanket and a homemade chocolate cake topped with—get this—the very same cake-toppers that sat on my second birthday cake.
There were arts and crafts. (I can’t wait to put the hand-painted “bringing sexy back” onesie on the little pooper.)
There was an abundance of thoughtful and fun and awesome gifts from equally thoughtful, fun, and awesome women.
There were 5 missed calls on my cell phone from Nate wondering what we could possibly still be doing 5 hours after arriving for the festivities.
Later, at home, there was the very exciting crib assembly, Nate reading of all the shower cards and sifting through the loot, then placing newborn-size onsies on his chest for practice.
And now I’m sitting here feeling all warm and fuzzy.