I'm not sure what I have gotten myself into. Tomorrow I am HOSTING a baby shower for my friend J. I don't really know how it happened. I was approached by some ladies at church who wanted to do a shower for her. Since I'm her friend, I became the hub of information. Somewhere along the way, I offered to have it at my house (I must have been in a crazy mood to even suggest that idea!). It was going to be on a Sunday before we have a big group over for Bible study, so I figured a few more people beforehand wouldn't be so bad. Then Sunday didn't work and it ended up moving to Saturday. Then more people were invited. Then everyone started asking me about gifts, food, etc. There are a few other ladies helping with the plans, but since it's at my house, I seem to be the "one" in charge.
It shouldn't be so bad. It's a drop-in at 3:00. There will be food and gifts, and that's it. No games. I absolutely abhor baby shower games (sorry if you love them)! I actually abhor most gatherings of only girls. If we have a baby, I will totally do a co-ed party, and NOT a baby shower.
Anyways, I should survive. I was trying to plan some excuse and give our house keys to someone else and then run away for a few hours. But it should be alright.
Expecting AF to arrive any time now. I wasn't having any symptoms, and then this afternoon it seemed that my hormones plummeted and I got super cranky. Then I cried. Now I'm eating chocolate. She should definitely be around soon.
Good luck hosting the shower. ;)
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