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Sprout | Shower #4

Since I just uploaded these pictures to my work computer, I thought I would just start with the details from Shower #4 and work my way backward to the beginning.

Shower #4 was my work shower at my office... just last Friday.


The food... All done by Table Top, Suisse Shop and my FABULOUS co-workers...




















Some gifts...


The beverages...




Us.


Opening gifts...


(a fun side shot of my belly...)


We were completely overwhelmed with the outpouring of gifts and the generosity of my co-workers.  We received so many gift cards to Babies R Us that we were able to buy our pack n play, swing, wipes, car accessories, butt paste, motion sensor monitors, crib mattress covers, a bumbleride stroller accessory piece and a few other items that we still hadn't received from our registry.  We walked out of there with an entire cart full and didn't spend a single dime!  It was wild.

I put the swing together, myself, the other night.  I have a thing about putting things together... such a thrill.  And when it was done, it was such a weight off my shoulders.  While I was doing that, my husband was putting together a play list for the nursery.  It's a mixture of classical tunes, baby cds that we've received and a mix of songs that we love.  I was listening to it on the way to work the other day and it was a good thing because... we were in dead stopped traffic and it just kept me calm.  The best part is our swing has a mp3 hook up and can play this (said playlist) through the speaker system on the swing.  So exciting!

Anyway, so that's Shower #4...

The others will be coming very soon...

Happy Friday!

Comments

Sassytimes said…
Wow. What an awesome work shower!

Your belly is so cute!
What a beautiful shower and YOU LOOK GREAT! I love your cute little belly!

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