I’m writing this post sitting in our spare-bedroom-soon-to-be-turned-nursery surrounded by the evidence that we are loved. I spent the last forty minutes reading through the cards I received at our shower this weekend with tears streaming down my face – friends, thank you for your sweet words of encouragement to both Jacob and me. I am incredibly grateful for all of your friendships and your support as we wade into the waters of this delightful and scary new season!
When we moved to New Hampshire two years ago (almost literally!), we moved to a place we had only visited for a job interview and honestly hadn’t previously ever thought twice about. We didn’t know anyone, we didn’t have any family closer than a 14 hour road trip and we were anxiously hoping to make some friends. Oh, how God blew us out of the water.
Some dear, dear friends of mine threw us a baby shower this past weekend. There were about 60 ladies who showed up to shower us with their presence and their baby gifts, and even more who regretfully couldn’t attend that day. To say I could feel the love would be the understatement of my life.
I spent a good chunk of my afternoon yesterday sorting our new baby goodies, showing everything off to Jacob and rearranging the spare room three times. I’m excited to share our makeshift “guest room/nursery” sometime soon – I’d just like to see the floor first. 😉
Tera, Jolie, Angela, Victoria, Amy and Kaitlin – thank you for moving heaven and earth to create the most beautiful baby shower I have ever seen. Thank you for the details (vintage decor, beautiful flower arrangements – even in the bathroom, handmade guestbook canvas, book page centerpieces, mouth-watering treats, the handmade wooden blocks!) that made the church feel like a haven for all things girly and cute. Thank you for the hard work, planning, physical and emotional labor, money and time you invested into making me feel loved and ensuring our baby would be celebrated. I cannot say “thank you” enough to feel like I’ve adequately expressed the depths of my gratitude. You guys are the real deal.
Now here’s to the next couple weeks of organizing, washing the tiniest clothes, making lists and purchasing the last few things we need, and soaking up our final days as “married without kids!” Oh, how life is changing! We are ready and waiting!