No More Showers In The Forecast

Saturday was my final shower. Actually if we’re going to be honest, Saturday was Jansen’s final shower. Aside from the two giant cinnamon rolls my friend Kelly gave me, all of the gifts were for Jansen. He doesn’t know it yet but he’s very appreciative.

This one was put on my two of my aunts and my sister-in-law, Laura.

As you can probably tell, it was a baseball themed shower. And goodness gracious, was it cute!! This was the entry table:

All of the guests signed the baseball! The thing on the left is the invitation, it even has little Jansen’s ultrasound picture on it! There were decorations all over the place. My cousin has been playing baseball since h was in the womb so my aunt had a ton of items to bring to decorate.

We first gathered in the living room and played a guessing game. There were 10 ziploc bags and each contained some sort of white powder. We had to pass them around and guess what they were. I was quite terrible at this game, only getting 5 correct. Although at least I didn’t guess cornstarch for one of the bags even though that wasn’t an option. Cough cough mother-in-law cough. My sister actually won, which I swear is a complete fluke because she honestly doesn’t know the difference between baking powder and baking soda when it’s in the box! I think the hostesses were playing a trick on us because all of the bags smelled like baby powder and plastic!

Then it was time for lunch… aka: my favorite time of the day. Going along with the baseball theme, we had BBQ baked potatoes. (I don’t know about your baseball fields, but that’s a common food at Minute Maid Park.) They were so delicious and I managed to eat the entire thing without spilling even a drop on my dress! (Taking a bow…) Thank you, thank you!

Then we played another game. We broke up into two teams (I was the umpire) and played “baseball.” The pitcher had to draw a question out of the helmet and “pitch it” to the batter. The batter had to answer. If the batter got it right, it was a home run. If the batter got it wrong, it was an out. Three outs and then you switch. Some of the questions were baseball related and next to impossible, some were Chelsea related and TOTALLY possible, especially if you read my blog! In the end, “The J’s” won, not only because they answered more questions but because they chose a good name… as opposed to the other team who named themselves “The Averys.” Newsflash: Wrong baby!

Dessert time! Probably the cutest idea in the world… we had ice cream sundaes in baseball helmets!

I had a tough time choosing which team to be since I didn’t immediately see the Astros. (Plus, with the Astros luck, the helmet probably had a hole it in and would leak all over my dress.) So I chose the A’s.

Chocolate ice cream with chocolate syrup. Topped with sprinkles, crushed Reese’s, and a cheery on top. Mmm Mmm good!

At this point the shower was technically over since it was 2:00. (I will never understand why people think showers are only going to be two hours. Every shower I go to says it’ll be 2 hours and it’s always 3.) But we had gifts to open, so we powered through.

I got some amazing items. Many homemade items including a scrapbook that is completely done except for the pictures. Fantastic! I’ll show you some of the other homemade items in the future when I have plans to post all of the amazing things people have made for Jansen. I also got a crib mattress (Praise the Lord!) and our carrier/stroller set.

It was a great shower. I left feeling loved, exhausted, and relieved. My best friend’s mom came even though she lives hours away. I think I hugged her at least 4 times! I was just bubbling (and sweating) by the end of it. We got so many “necessities” that it really took a weight off of my shoulders. That is… until yesterday when my doctor told me I’m already dilating and I started having contractions every time I stood up. (Cue freak out.)

I’m feeling great today. Not a single contraction, no pressure, nothing abnormal. I’m just hoping he’ll wait until September to make his arrival. I’d really like him to wait a bit longer than that, but at the very minimum, I’ll take September. And the good news is that he’ll be around to watch his very first World Series. Lucky boy!