Jess.E.ca and her Pandas

Last week we had a baby shower for my lovely uber preggy coworker Jess.E.ca. Before going any further, I would like to point out that she is glowing and blissful and eager to see this little bundle after months of lugging he/she around. Yes, that's right, we don't know what the gender is because she doesn't know either. It's admirable that she and her husband are able to go through all of this and not try to find out whether their baby is a boy or a girl. I could not do that. I'm WAAAAAAYYY to anxious. I admit it. I suppose the first step to recovery is admitting you have a problem so there you go. Step one = complete.

ANYway, this baby shower was decorated around her nursery theme which is panda bears. I won't tell you what other ideas we had for the decor. Just know they were wildly humorous and pretty inappropriate. Your welcome Jess.E.ca.

Moving on...The baby-shower-throwing-committee wanted to prove its worthiness by making panda cupcakes and cake-pops. It took four of us and hours of Project Runway but we got 'em done. All in all they were not too hard to create but we did have many hands and this was the first time most of us had tried such a thing.

Aren't they cute?!!! Aaaagaaagggggggaaaaaggggghaaahhhhgghh. - That's my typed drooling impression of Homer Simpson. Besides these cute little mounds of sugary goodness we had a bear mobile made out of recycled magazines, paper lanterns with paper flowers on twigs, cute little cake pops (below) in a tea pot,bright colored fabrics on the tables, an Asian-style canister with fortunes from everyone and a large helping of baby presents. I'm certain we rocked her world hardcore.

Well, what do you think?!

Hey Baby

Hi.

Apologies for not posting in over a week. In my mind I had written two other posts but the computer didn't read my mind and magically type it up for me so it never happened. Someone should invent that. Wait. No. If that really happened I would wish it didn't and then be all whatastupidideamylifeisruined.

Now then, let's talk some trash, shall we?

I have a baby. Well, he's a little over one now but I still consider him a baby. Babies make life a bit more complicated.* For instance, we had a leak in our bathroom in April which turned into a total bathroom overhaul. Not a bad thing since that bathroom had not been touched in over 15 years and it was looking mighty sad. The problem lies in having time to actually do all the work. My AMAZING husband is super handy so he basically did it all. I helped by making design choices and painting. How in the world would he survive without me?! Anyway, a project like this for Mr. G and I would typically take a few weeks. We are the overly eager get it done kinda people. BUT because we have a baby it took us two months. TWO MONTHS! Truthfully, it's not completely done because "we" still have to make a door for this built in shelf thingy but its now a functioning bathroom. I am happy with the end result I just wish there was a way we could multi-task so these kinds of projects wouldn't take so long. You can't do that with a baby. You can try. You will fail. Sorry but it's true and if anyone tells you its possible they are lying. LIAR!

Meh. I love my little baby so I'm not upset. I am merely amazed at the difference he makes in my life. Things that used to take little time to do now take much longer. Things that used to be important suddenly become almost meaningless. It's hard to adjust to life with a child. It's easy to forget what life was like before it too. When all is said and done I'm happy to share my time and energy with him because renovating the bathroom just isn't as fun as a dance party in the kitchen.

*After I had my son I suffered from postpartum depression. It was agony. When I came back to work I began writing a sarcastic response to all of the weekly emails I kept getting from the various baby websites. I wanted to write a more realistic verison of what to expect. I never actually blogged any of it but perhaps one day I will share with y'all.