Well, the Baby Shower came and went on Saturday and, guess what, I survived!!! Looking back, I can now see that the anticipation of the day was so much worse, than the day itself, but I guess that it also helped that I was one of the hosts and so was busied with making sure everyone was happy and kids stayed alive etc.
The meltdown actually came the day before, when hubby and I were at my Mom’s house (venue), firming up plans for the next day and one of our family friends who couldn’t make it the next day, dropped of this mahoooooosive hamper for the baby. As it was open, my Mom decided to have a nose and out came piece after piece of the most gorgeous baby goodies that you have ever seen. Hubby and I excused ourselves and I just about made it to the car before bursting into tears and sobbing great big hicupping sobs all the way home (luckily hubby was in his own car, or else he might have been tempted to open the door and boot me out!!). All that was going through my head on that drive home, was that it would NEVER be our turn, it would NEVER be MY baby shower and I would NEVER have a baby to call my own….
After that, the next day was actually a breeze in comparison! It was made hard when people started asking me stupid questions like: was my bro in law coming? I mean, as far as I am aware, Baby showers are girls only aren’t they? Not so apparently, as now the proud Dadda is allowed to partake…. shows you just how much of a baby shower pariah I have been, that I didn’t even know the correct answer to that hey?!
BUT, most importantly, I survived!! Now I have 16 days and counting till the little fella arrives, at which time I will also be hyped up on hormones for our cycle! Yikes! Make sure you check back for those “fun and games” aka tantrums and tears…