I semi-reluctantly headed to my brother's house today for a graduation party. It's hot out and I'm fat and pregnant and thought everyone would be hanging out in the back yard drinking their cold beers while I was stewing in my swollen pregnant lady suit, but I hadn't seen everybody in a while so I wanted to at least make an appearance.
I got there and no one was outside or by the pool. I took note but didn't think it was weird for some reason. My sister-in-law led me down the stairs into the basement where she said everyone was. I saw some cute blue "Thank You" lollipops on top of a blue table cloth and really regretted listening to Joe when he said we didn't need to stop for a card for the graduate.
Then I saw my BFF since birth, who knows my family but isn't someone they'd usually invite to their parties...
I asked her what the hell she was doing there and then I saw all the WELCOME BABY signs the IT'S A BOY pennant and blue tableclothes and blue diaper pins and blue baby bottles.
I had no clue they would be throwing me a shower for my THIRD baby, especially after all the hand-me-downs I've gotten. Total. Shock.
I was getting kinda bummed recently that this kid wasn't going to have any new clothes (I bought the hoodie and some consignment clothes and he has the hand-me-downs). It's not a big deal, as long as he's clothed and warm is all that's really important, but I still wanted him to have a little something special to him. Now he has a metric butt-ton of something!
I don't deserve to be so spoiled! I'm not the most affectionate person ever (in case no one noticed, *cough*) even though I am deeply grateful for the people around me. So to everyone, thanks for loving me and my babies anyway!