Showers are such a special celebration. All anticipation and excitement. Lots of advice and gifts. I really soaked up our baby showers that
happened a few months ago and tried to remember these are the moments you hold
dear. When all your people rally around
you in support and encouragement. When
you know life is about to change in ways you cannot even fathom.
We held a large shower at our home on a Saturday in
April. Tons of family and friends came
through our house and enjoyed tacos and margaritas and brought so many gifts
for baby my eyes welled up with tears multiple times. Everywhere I turned people were laughing and
chatting. Neighbors mixed with
family. Friends from different circles
collided. It was so amazing to see so much
bonding taking place in our home. People
offered to host the shower, but I selfishly wanted the memory where we live,
because now when I look into our backyard, I think of our baby shower, and my
30th birthday party, Faith and Joshes 25th birthdays, Friendsgiving,
Chase’s 30th Birthday, Mikaela’s bridal shower and all the times we
have had people there. Our home is
special and as often as possible, I love to be the person who is hosting.
When I woke up the next morning and everyone was gone and
the cups and plates and balloons remained, I could not help but feel so happy. So happy that so many people could feel
hugged by our home. So happy that I was
able to enjoy time with so many wonderful friends. SO happy to have sat on a blanket with women
from different circles of my life and laugh together. So happy my sweet dog was running around greeting
everyone who came in the door. So happy
my husband loved showing people our home and the nursery (pictures of that will
be posted on Thursday). What an honor to
host people and make them feel welcome, because in our home, they always are.
My sister’s and dear friend Mikaela threw me a small shower
on a Friday night in Mikaela’s beautiful home.
They had a huge spread of delicious food and the small group of women
spent time going around affirming things they saw in me that will make me a
good mom. Emotional? Yeah, you could say
that. It was humbling. My sister’s bought me this beautiful flower
crown with cream colored ribbons that fell down the back, and I just felt
really beautiful. Not in a conventional way,
but in a soul touching way. These women
said the most amazing things to me, things that I could only hope people see in
me. I am so thrilled to have people such
as them in my life. People who get me
and love me and know me and are encouraged as much by me as I am by them. They gave me a beautiful journal with words from people who could not be there - my mom and best friends from home. It is such a special keepsake and will continue to be where I write all about the beginnings of motherhood.
When we transitioned into prayer for me and baby and our
little family my heart felt peace. Peace
that this baby was being born into such an incredible group that would love
them no matter what. Peace that the Lord
already knows baby so deeply and they have not even emerged yet. Peace that while I know this will be
difficult and a transition, I will never be in it alone. I left that night knowing my heart was
understood and cared for, and who could ask for anything more?
Not sorry for the picture overload, because I could not
limit these wonderful memories. My
lovely sister Faith took most of them, and these images alone are such a
gift. They are memories I will carry with me as
our baby grows up and we learn more and more about what being a parent really
is. I can’t wait to tell you more about
this lovely adventure ahead of me.
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