I couldn't arrive at my own baby shower without a big prego belly so I stuffed a pillow up my shirt and waddled in. It was so much fun making an entrance!
We played games, ate too much cake and punch, and opened sweet gifts. We had such a blast goofing off and laughing! There was a diaper cake and transracial cupcakes! Too cute!
At the beginning of the party each guest had to guess if we would be getting a boy or a girl by wearing a necklace for a girl or a tie for a boy. It was too funny to see everyone wearing a tie that knew we had been matched with Zain! I wore both a tie and a necklace, so I would at least be 50% right.
Even though the party was wonderful my mind was about 4 hours up north with K. I kept wondering how she was doing and what she must be feeling. I had even told the girls at the shower that we weren't planning on going to the hospital anymore because she hadn't contacted us. They cried with us and prayed for God's glory. And then it happened.
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