So I invited people. Ordered the cake (Another aunt made it and was perfectly fantastic) Made the food, Stuffed mushrooms, Spinach dip, 5 layer Bean dip, Meatballs, Homemade pink lemonade and a neighbor made pigs in blankets. They were toasty and yummy. Pink Green and White. Green tablecloth with pink and white streamer woven together. Very pretty. Should have gotten a picture. Then I thought. "What would be prettier than just a plain ceiling? So I bought 8 pink and white table cloths from the Dollar Store. Put Loser to work and soon had a dining room that resembled a middle eastern tent at Easter. Bunch 1 end and staple to the ceiling and drape it and staple it to the other side and fantastic.
Pink and White candles burning here and there. Green cups to go with the pink and white plates and such. Balloons everywhere. Furniture arranged so everyone could see and speak to everyone without straining.
I provided the crib. Every first time mommy should have a new crib. And it's fabulously pretty. And the crib set. Butterflies and muted tones. So pretty. All in all, a great shower.
However, What no one really knew was that the previous day, I had been feeling the start of the flu. No sleep, Couldn't breathe, Coughing and so tired I could barely stand. And of course the day before is the day that you have to buy everything because procrastination is fun. So I spent Friday running and running around trying to find everything I needed. Friday night? After I had put all the food together that I could the night before, I spent the rest of the night trying to sleep. 3 whopping hours of sleep. Not continuous either. Just here and there.
Drag my butt out of bed and begin getting the house clean and ready for people I had never met before to grace my beaten up house. Mom + sick + stressed + tired = really cranky. People begin arriving and I was feeling like "Okay, I can make it through this, No problem" We sit and gossip as women tend to do. Loser and the boy child run. My niece arrives with her boyfriend's mother, Which by the way stays for a total of about 15 minutes and then leaves. No, "Sorry I can't stay", Nothing. Rude and insulting? Youbetcha.
We eat, Unwrap presents, eat cake, gossip, and for the life of me I felt as each minute ticked by, I was dying a little. I felt worse and worse as the day wore on. Felt so bad that no games were played. No clothes pins on anyones shirts for catching someone mentioning the word "Baby". And my skin felt funny. I couldn't sit still. I was having a really hard time breathing. I finally asked one of my sisters to feel and see if I felt warm. I hadn't had a fever in like, 15 years so I was kind of confused.
She felt and sure enough, I was warm. I call Loser and ask him to bring home a thermometer. (No I don't have one in the house) I sit and try and be a good hostess without getting too close to anyone in the house. Whatever this is, They don't need it.
After the last piece of cake was eaten and the last "ohhh" and "ahh" was over and everyone had gone home. I was left with a 101.7 fever and a messy house. Thankfully, Loser stepped in and had the kids take care of the decorations and dishes and sent me right to a cool shower and bed.
2 days later and I think I should already be dead. Sleep is coming but feels like I am getting none at all.
So here I sit with Harry Potter movies, True Blood episodes, 2 kinds of cough syrup and coffee (The caffine helps open your lungs), and a roll of toilet paper that is making my nose resemble a tomato. And by the way, When you have a stuffy, runny nose, Disgusting things form on your nose ring.
All in all. I loved throwing the baby shower. And I am actually glad the terribly rude, nasty other grandma didn't stay. I would have hurt her apparently very large feelings. This is my house, bitch. Feeling as bad as I did, It was worth it to see my neice have friends and family around her and getting things she needed for the baby. And, I get to be there when she has it. I get to slip her sprite in her ice chips and make fun of her when weird fluids start leaking from her body.
Hopefully, I don't run a fever that day.
I am glad you know about the caffeine thing! Not many people do! Sounds like it was a wonderful shower... even if you were sick.. And if that is a picture of the cake... Your sister never ceases to amaze me with just how much talent she has!
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