It was fun for me to participate in an opportunity for everyone to see my boss’ true personality. Dianne is loud, mischievous, thoughtful and loves to have F.U.N. In addition to our chief, our salon staff really knows how to pull together as a team for a common purpose, a quality that is certainly uncommon in many salons around the world. We’re not competitive; we’ve got each others’ backs.
All that to say this: My salon baby shower rocked.
We had a fabulous spread thanks to the contributions of my coworkers:
We had beautiful decor throughout The Stone House:
(Yes, Dianne personally made me a throne on which to sit and be the center of attention.)
And naturally Jesselyn could never disappoint. She wowed us with a quilt-inspired baby cake! Inside held two layers of icing, chocolate and praline. She also made chocolate cake balls (that should be called “brownie balls” because they’re so rich and moist!).
Do you see all the details that she put into the cake? (Thank you, Jesselyn, for taking time from your business, Eat Cake, to gift me with something so special!)
In addition to the secret interview that Brian participated in, Dianne also instructed each guest cut off a piece of ribbon to the size that they supposed the circumference of my belly to be. Measuring the biggest part of my bump, we discovered that I’m 40 inches around! (Two ladies won, being the closest guesses at 41 inches.)
After a while, I was instructed to take my throne and open presents.
Thanks to the generosity of my family (who hosted shower #1), my church friends (who hosted shower #2) and now my salon family, Brian and I have an incredible head start into our life as a family of three.
For the rest of the weekend, it felt like I was walking around in a daze, a humbled, grateful, awe-struck daze. Can you believe how blessed I am? Not only was I one lucky gal, fortunate enough to be thrown three showers, but each one was lovingly, carefully, joyfully executed by some of the most important people in my life.
Years from now, when I’m stressing over financial details and worrying about how everything is going to “work out,” I hope that someone will point back to this period in my life and say, “Remember when you were afraid to start a family? Remember when you didn’t know how you’d be able to afford that? Remember how God took care of you?”
… And He sure did it with style, didn’t He?