Preparation started with balloons. Lots of balloons…. everywhere!
We moved furniture out and began to set tables.
Tiny buckets set up ready for tiny posies.
And I worked on setting up the favor table…..
……but not before blowing up more balloons with Cathy…….
…….or checking that my bump was still there. No point in having a baby shower if there’s no bump.
We hung banners made from a brand new design I’ve been working on…
….and my Dad came over for the day to fix a gate on to the entrance to the paddock. The bunnies are out in force now and they’ll soon be eating my homegrown lettuces if I don’t keep them out!
I got some help lifting the tables from my car, using my bump as an excuse to take pictures instead of doing any lifting….
…and instead settled myself inside to work on getting the flowers cut and in to vases.
Every kind of decoration and appropriate accessory was wrenched from the cupboard just in case it was needed…..
….as were husbands. My brother- in-law was ecstatic about the fact that he was needed to hold the piping bag. He said something about it making him feel very manly and even more virile than usual.
Many, many, many cup cakes were iced using the fattest icing nozzle we had in the house.
And fresh salads were placed on the tables.
Sandwiches and wraps, small enough for tiny hands and adults alike were set out .
Before long the guests began to arrive. Truly made an entrance with two balloons that set off her Liberty print dress wonderfully.
Daisy was spotted with a little hand reaching up for something nice to eat but Mummy was there to ensure that she didn’t end up wearing the table!
We were given the largest amount of thoughtful gifts and Robert and I found ourselves on the receiving end of extraordinary generosity.
Here we are, Robert the Husband and Fatty his wife. Fatty got to sit down for a lot of the afternoon as things took a turn last week and suddenly I’m very low and very heavy.
This was the news that I had at the end of last week. On Wednesday evening I felt awful. I got very hot and very red and went to bed feeling terrible. I woke up the next morning and it appears as if I have ‘dropped’. In baby terms this means that the twins have moved down and are now sitting lower. When I say lower I actually mean RIGHT IN MY PELVIS AND ON TOP OF MY BLADDER but that’s me being purely technical.
Suddenly there was more space between my chest and the top of my bump but decidedly less space between the bottom of my bump and my feet. So, I guess they are getting themselves ready. It could still be weeks before we meet The Meatballs but I’m comforted to know that things are progressing. I was starting to think that I’d need my maternity pillow for ever and ever and ever!
Well, it’s 04.48 in the morning and I’ve been awake since two am and at my desk since three am. I didn’t think that it would be impossible to sleep when one was this tired but apparently it is. The birds began about twenty minutes ago and the little girl Meatball has just woken up and is starting her morning Pilates routine.
So, I’m going to sign off, waddle down the hall and aim to swallow a huge amount of Gaviscon before breakfast.
I’ve never had a baby shower before and I speak for Robert and I when I say that we had the most amazing day. People are so kind and so generous and we have a lovely, lovely group of friends that were so willing to give up a Saturday afternoon to spend it with us and celebrate. Thank you so much!
This coming week here at Cherry Menlove is fun. I have some downloads, some brand new recipes and if you are planning or thinking about planning a baby shower then I just may be able to help.
See you tomorrow.
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