A few things happened, a party or two was missed as my invitation got “lost” or “forgotten” and I was starting to really feel neglected even though I was still making the effort with them. It’s like pregnancy is the plague. I broke down to Alice, explained that this was a celebration of what we’ve overcome to get our little boy and was frustrated that no one seemed to understand. It wasn’t about gifts. It was a party, for me and my fully functioning uterus. Followed by more tears.
So Alice said she would be more than happy to throw something together for me but she’d never hosted a Baby Shower before… seriously I could have kissed her feet. So on the 13th of June all the guys and wives from Steve’s work will be getting together for good food, drinks and baby talk. I can’t wait. I don’t have to lift a finger and it’s being thrown by friends who really care about us. I’m sure there will be another after LM is born, you know, to wet the head 🙂