Baby Showers!

I was in the stroller aisle of Babies "R" Us, scanner gun in hand, when I first began to feel the panic.  How are there forty thousand different brands and types of strollers?  How can they possibly be needed for for so many different activities?  I mean, there's the jogging stroller, which of course you'll need for taking your baby along for your daily run.  Then there's the must-have travel system, where you can click the car seat in and out.  But wait, those are too bulky for quick outings, so of course you need an umbrella stroller... it goes on.  For everything.

Reading reviews of baby products on my phone while drifting through the store didn't really seem to help.  If anything it freaked me out- made me feel like I had to find the perfect everything; the perfect rocking chair, the perfect bathtub, the perfect diaper pail.  Like our baby will not grow up to be a fully functioning member of society if his leak-proof crib sheets are not made of organic materials!

Luckily, my first-time mother anxiety attacks are treatable. 
One- I have the most chilled and relaxed husband who refuses to get ridiculously stressed out over anything.  Just being in the same room as him has immediate positive affects. 
Two- Baby showers!!!

Ah, I love being surrounded by mamas who have been there.  I love hearing their stories and what they've learned from their experiences.  Not only is it usually entertaining {because parenting is really quite hilarious} but it helps me feel like I'm not alone.  I'm not the first woman in the world to have a baby, I don't have to figure it out on my own, I have a community of mamas who've got my back.  I LOVE that.

I was lucky enough to have two showers thrown for Roo and I.  Two showers with two very different groups of mamas.

Our first shower: thrown by my mother, aunts, and grandma.  Plus with lots of help from the Masseys.




Most of the attendees that night have been there done that times four-- now with grown children and/or grandbabies!  These are ladies I've known for the better part of my life, and I love every one of them.  Being in a house filled with these women I've always looked up to was pretty great.  Plus there were cookies.


Of course, it was Reay party perfection.  I asked my photographer of a brother to make sure he captured the night.  After taking a few pre-party shots, he slunk away and kept to the far corners of the house.  Apparently it's awkward being a 16-year-old boy hanging around swarms of women.  SO- sadly I don't have many pictures.




Lynn and I thinking we're pretty funny.
 

 It was was so fun having my old buddy there.  It happened to be the first baby shower she has ever attended, which was evident when she mistook a diaper cake for an actual, edible cake.



Or when I held up a sleeping sack and she asked, "But how is he going to walk?"


Amazing food, great advice, lots of gifts, and plenty of of belly-jiggling laughter.  The night couldn't have been better. 

Our second shower: thrown by Elisha and my friends down in Sahuarita.  This is a group of mamas in the throws of parenthood.  The ones who lug around full diaper bags while in high heels and looking hawt.  This is where I've been getting recommendations for pediatricians, sleep scheduling, name it.  I've asked them. 

We had fun decorating onesies, eating, laughing, opening gifts, all just sprawled around Elisha's porch and living room.  It was relaxed and perfect. 

Sadly, I failed at pictures yet again and forgot my camera.  Genie took initiative and snagged some on her phone, so hopefully I'll add those to this post soon.

Between the showers, mailed gifts, and hand-me-downs from generous friends, we are so well prepared {at least as far as material things}, hence my stress level has gone down to practically nonexistent.  Thank you everyone for your love and support! 

We may not have organic crib sheets, but with this army behind us, we're going to be much more than fine.

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