So shower #1 is over and done with! It was really really nice. Wendy did a great job planning it. It helps to have a funny, not-shy husband when all you want to do it crawl into a hole. Heh. The food was yummy and the room looked really nice. Wendy had an insane amount of prizes, so almost everyone walked out with a prize on top of the “thank you” favors everyone received for attending. We got an insane amount of loot. Insane. Our dining room is loaded with baby stuff, as well as our laundry room in the basement. And I still have one more shower to go! Jake and I have some wonderfully generous friends and family. And because my husband doesn’t like things out of place, he has now fully realized that he needs to get moving on the nursery so we have a place to put everything! I must’ve heard comments about my “bump” (or lack thereof) no less than a half dozen times. One of Jake’s aunts took one look at me and said, “What I want to know is, where is that baby?” I said something along the lines of “Oh, she’s in there, trust me!” Then his other aunt piped in with “You’re not even showing!” Well yes, yes I am. But I’ve seen you all of three times in my life, so I don’t expect you to know the size of my uterus. Jake’s mom took a lot of pictures, but I’m afraid to see them because I was boiling hot and I’m sure I looked like a greasy, sweaty mess. I took the time to straighten my hair and it started to go curly because I was sweating. FABULOUS.