A friend has told me I need to smile more. Maybe that friend is right, as I do tend to gravitate toward being Eeyore-ish more than I should. Here’s a poem I wrote in an electronic invitation for a baby shower I rounded up for a co-worker a few months ago:
In the blink of an eye December is here, and the birth of Laura's baby boy draws near! So let's get together in this shivery weather; we'll celebrate the approaching date! Think practical for the parents-to-be, for this is their first child, you see. Lavender wash for sweet baby dreams; to protect baby's bottom: diaper rash cream! Blankets, pacifiers, bibs and toys; teethers, burp cloths, sleepers for boys. When shopping for baby, be in the know: Daddy would like neither frill nor bow. Light foods will be served; don't eat too much lunch! We do hope you'll come. ~The Agency Bunch
It was a fun little party, and the mommy had no idea we were conspiring for a month to give her a baby shower! At 43, she is doing well with her perfectly healthy little man. He looks just like her, and simultaneously he looks newborn and geriatric. Newborns are amazing little creatures.
That’s cute! I like it.
Thats lovley :0) We don’t have baby showers in the U.K, I feel like I’ve missed out!
Baby showers are fun. They can be exhausting for the mommy-to-be, but they’re a great celebration time.