i had just written her an email saying i wanted to take the lead on this shower because she did SO MUCH for the bridal shower a few weeks ago. i really feel like she did the whole thing. so i wrote that i wanted her to relax and let me worry about this.
"Dear Sweet Sarah,
I am going to say this in the sweetest way that I can.
When we have this shower you will have a three week old. You will have slept four hours during her three weeks of life and will have breasts that leak like a punctured carton of milk, changing diapers around the clock(even possibly as you sleep standing up), and hauling around with you everywhere you go a baby who sporadically bursts into screaming fits that can only be stopped by you whipping out your swollen breast in a public restroom(you hope). She will be in a supposedly “lightweight” baby carrier wrapped in a blanket, with a blanket covering her and a toy to stimulate her genius mind. You will also have a diaper bag containing 10 diapers, a changing pad, hand sanitizer, a nursing blanket, breast pads, a thermometer, infant Tylenol, gas drops, and extra clothes for both the baby and you(refer to the leaking breast statement) at the very least. To leave the house, you will have to coordinate car travel time with nap times, nursing times with available restrooms or dressing rooms because if either of the above happens at the wrong time, you will begin to understand in a small way how a mother would be tempted to breastfeed while driving the car or to scream at a person who bumps into the shopping cart holding her sleeping child. You will of course not know how to schedule these trips because, unless God has graced you with the perfect baby, the only schedule Ellie will understand is eat, poop, sleep in no definite time frame. So a trip to the grocery store 6 weeks from today will seem like an event worthy of a Nobel Peace Prize there were no casualties as you take your daughter on this pleasant afternoon jaunt."
she went on to say she loved all my ideas, and that she wanted me to be as invovled as i could possibly be, but she knows what it's like. i guess i'll have to take her word for it. i'm dreaming of my baby being a perfect angel. hmm.. guess i better get a reality check. i just want to know something. anything. please. hurry!
Aiming for progress, not perfection.
"...being confident of this, that He who began a good work in you
will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus."