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In my bird post last week I mentioned that my sister and My Bff Mo had given me a baby shower. Although it was almost a month ago, I wanted to wait to blog about it until I had pictures. And now I do! Because my other friend, Shannon, used her mad skillz and took some awesome photos throughout the day. (She’s really good.) I’m so grateful that she was there and offered to take pictures because I have this problem where I never remember to bring my camera ANYWHERE. This has got to stop after Avalon gets here. I think I’m going to need to super glue my camera to my hand.
They had lots of good food. And made a cute little bird nest-thing around the chip bowl.
The gifts. Isn’t that Moses Basket cool?
This is, of course, where the birds came from that are now framed in Avalon’s room. Such a cute idea at the shower.
Action shot! Although some couldn’t make it, I loved having my close friends with me that day.
Getting ready to open gifts. I must have been excited. Sorry Avalon, your mama is a dork. But I’m sure you’ll figure that out yourself in about thirteen years.
Cute shtuff. I got lots of cute shtuff.
My proud and excited mom, soon to be Mamie. She has already spoiled Avalon a lot. This could be dangerous.
The breast pump that my mom bought for me. Do you ever think my mom thought about the day when she would buy her daughter a breast pump? I’m guessing no, just like I’m choosing to not think about me ever buying Avalon a breast pump. LA LA LA, SHE’S NEVER GOING TO GROW UP, LA LA LA.
Thanks for a great baby shower, guys!
This year for Mo’s birthday she asked me and Rob to join her and some friends at Tabor Hill winery for a wine tour, wine tasting, and dinner. We started the evening with the wine tour, where we heard all about the history of the winery and went on a guided tour through the wine distillery. (Is that even what it’s called? Wine factory? Wine makery? WINERY, MAYBE?)
The tour was very interesting and informative, but the bad news is that because I am two years out of college and have a textbook case of Mushy Baby Brain, there is only one cool fact that I remember from all of the random wine knowledge that I was bombarded with and I forget what it is.
Just kidding. I remember. It’s that there have been three past Presidents who have requested Tabor Hill wine to be served in the White House – Reagan, Carter, and Clinton. Considering this place is just a little podunk winery in the middle of Michigan, I’d say that’s some pretty cool fame and glory.
And now I give myself permission to wipe this from my memory and give my cerebellum some breathing room, as I’ve recently noticed how limited its capacity is.
After the tour we did some wine tasting, and by “we” I mean “everyone but me because, oh yeah, there’s that baby thing going on inside me.” Luckily, however, Tabor Hill has a tasty selection of non-alcoholic sparkling wines, including peach and raspberry flavors, so I was able to play along and pretend that I was as sophisticated as all of them, sipping and swishing their glasses around distinguishing the hidden spices and flavors in each wine. Frankly I didn’t really mind, as I thought my sparking stuff tasted better than the actual wine anyway, but it’s possible I was just playing tricks on myself, which does tend to happen from time to time.
Here’s our whole group. We had so much fun, and laughed a lot. Ate a lot too. And we may or may not have but definitely did drink a lot. (Minus me, duh.)
(Me, Rob, Laurie, Lane, Mo, Andy)
(Me and my cutie. He was loving All The Wine.)
Finally we then sat down to an awesome dinner, followed by some killer desserts. Mo requested carrot cake, and they decorated her plate all cute and birthday-stylish:
Happy Birthday, Mo! Thanks for letting us spend it with you!
Last night, Colton Samuel was born at 9:13 pm, weighing in at a hearty 10 lbs, 5 oz!
His mama was a ROCKSTAR last night! After almost four hours of pushing, the Doctor told her that she could push one more time and that they were then going to get her ready for a c-section.
Even though my rising blood pressure and I were in the waiting room at that time, I can picture it perfectly: Mo in the birthing suite, exhausted, frustrated, and in major pain, being all SCREW IT! I’M DONE! HE’S COMING OUT! ARRGHGHGHGGH!!!! AAAAGHGHGHHGH!!!
And out he came. On her last-chance push.
He’s healthy and beautiful and perfect.
I’m so proud of them. Congratulations, Mo and Andy! Welcome to parenthood 
When I started my blog last February, I became flat-out ADDICTED to blogging. Blogging became my drug of choice, or at least took the Silver medal (do I have Olympics on the brain?), because we all know that Coke Zero reigns number one on my “Instead of crack, I chose_____” list.
I enjoyed blogging so much that I was positive that everyone I knew should do it, too. And no one did until now.
Finally (FINALLY!) My BFF Mo has joined me in Procrastination At Its Best. What I mean is, she started a blog! And what perfect timing, as Colt is due to pop out within days. Because who wants to scrapbook about a child’s life when you can blog?
Anyway, go over there and visit her.
Just don’t be alarmed by those gigantic feet.
I love babies. I’m really thinking I should have one right now.
Rob thinks otherwise.
In light of that, I will live vicariously through all of my friends who are having babies.
This is my good friend from high school, Ashley, and her new little bundle of sweetness, Jonathon. HOW CUTE IS HE?
As is only right when a friend has a baby, I gave her some Orange Tree goodies; a monkey onesie and bib made from organic material. As you can tell, he was totally enamored with them:
Ashley was kind enough to let me feed him his bottle when he got hungry (see above: “…live vicariously through friends who have babies…”):
He was such a cutie pie. He was about 8.5 pounds when he was born, but is still such a little shrimp.
Ashley and Tim, I am so happy for you two, you guys should be so proud! He is a beautiful little miracle
This weekend I hosted Mo’s first baby shower. She was absolutely glowing, and is living proof that pregnancy really does result in silky hair and beautiful nails. I’m assuming God invented that as some sort of trade-off, you know, like in exchange for a nine month body renovation you can at least have pretty fingers. And then a little beautiful baby to boot.
Here is the hot mama with Colton’s first toy!
Colt is a sports fan already and doesn’t even know it…
I think the day was a success and that she is off to a good start collecting things for her little boy. After this shower, and more specifically looking over her vast registry at Babies R Us, I have come to realize that babies require lots of stuff. Equipment. Major paraphernalia. And to be honest, all the pastel blankies and onesies are enough to make any respectable girl start lactating. I’m just saying.
Congrats again, Mo. Tell C-Money tonight that his Aunt K loves him.
