The B-Buzz Controversy

B-Buzz Bear caught hanging out with fast and loose Larry the Lobster. There goes the neighborhood.

The third shower’s the charm: Baby B is blessed with birthing stories

The ladies from VibrantCare, the physical therapy clinic where Mama A works, threw her one more baby shower. Oh how we are blessed with such loving and supportive people in our lives. Thank you Annee and Ching!

This one was strictly chicks-only, and I was happy to stay home and tend to my honey-do list and blogging and catching up on work (if that were possible).

The highlight for Mama A was when the other mothers shared their birth stories – very touching and moving for everyone there. We've been hearing many birth stories and reading them as well, and they've been informative and helpful, acclimating us to the bone-crushing depths of the deep contraction seas ahead. (I know, we have no idea until we're in those moments.)

Believe it or not, Amy won the "guess the belly measurement with a length of string" game. She must have the inside scoop (wink).

The shower cake was a score as well because we know what happens when mama don't get her cake.

Thanks again to everyone pitching tents in B's camp!

The Baby B ticker shows 26 days. Gulp. Gotta go fill the birthing tub. Someone boil some water and tear up the sheets.

Daddy K wants a soothing swing dealie-bob, adult-sized

Oh my gosh, we bought the coolest baby scoobie! The Graco soothing swing dealie-bob. Kimberly helped us put it together (along with the stroller and the jogging stroller – thank you).

It's got baby gadgetry of song and vibration, color and light. What else does Baby B need?

A bean bag and a lava lamp? Sweet.

The baby’s room cometh

Martha Stewart we ain't, and don't really want to be, but we do a pretty darn good job of keeping house between the two of us. We decorated Baby B's room last Sunday with vintage Winnie the Pooh (including B's and honey pots) and had a blast doing it. I did all the heavy lifting and Mama A supervised and folded baby clothes. A special thank you to everyone who gave us baby gifts and decorations!

After decorating and resting (it was hard work, I'm tellin' you), we dialed up my Mom and Dad on the Skype web cam (Nana really wanted to talk to Baby B) and showed them around the baby's room. They approved with ooo's and ah's.

Not bad for two honery kids who didn't want to have any kids. Not bad at all.

Well, it’s what you do to a Search – Baby B thinks Pooh is brilliant

As if we didn't have enough fun last weekend at the first shower with the Fisher Vista gals, this weekend was the big family/friends shower. And my oh my, was it a humdinger. Thank you Nancy for organdizing it all. We truly appreciate it!

Amy's sister's family came to visit, her Mother, other family friends and most of her dearest friends. My cousin Sherri came who we haven't seen for a few years. Such a pleasant surprise! Sadly my parents couldn't attend; the trek from Oregon takes its toll these days and will come down again after the baby's born (and we plan on going there for Christmas). But we did talk to them virtually via Skype and a web-cam. After busting my Dad's chops he finally got the web-cam set up so they can talk to Baby B when it comes and Baby B can see its grandfolk. In fact, any of our family and friends who live far away can get set up virtually as well – I'd be happy to help.

Good times ensued. Lots more fun games for the ladies (with their unadulterated chatter – mercy! – check out the video), but this time there were more guys who needed to do guy things out in the backyard where only guys roam and roar. Sweet. Playing ninja-army-warrior battle and then running through the sprinklers makes us complete men. Roar.

Whether you attended our showers or not, we know many who struggle in today's harsh financial climate. We can't tell you enough how much we appreciate your generous gifts, thoughts, blessings and prayers.

Stephanie's gift was especially poignant – it consisted of a bag full of rocks and crystals, and a lovely moon box, and each one of us picked out a rock/crystal, shared a blessing for Baby B, and then placed it in the moon box. Jill made us a baby blanket, spit rags (can't have enough of those I've been told), and classic Winnie the Pooh wall hangings. Nothing finer than handmade gifts.

Man, love that Pooh. Brilliant.

"Now," said Rabbit, "this is a Search, and I've Organized it –"

"Done what to it?" said Pooh.

"Organized it. Which means – well, it's what you do to a Search, when you don't all look in the same place at once. So I want you, Pooh, to search by the Six Pine Trees first, and then work your way towards Owl's house, and look out for me there. Do you see?"

"No," said Pooh. "What –"

"Then I'll see you at Owl's House in about an hour's time."

"Is Piglet organdized too?"

"We all are," said Rabbit, and off he went.

John 15:12

This is My commandment: that you love one another [just] as I have loved you.

Amen.

Daddy K wishes a colleague well; the most precious gift of all

One of my colleagues is having a baby today; his wife is having a scheduled C-section and all lights are green to having a healthy baby girl. This will be three kids total for them.

When I asked where they were registered or what we could get them, he said their gift is their new baby girl.

And I said that is the most precious gift of all! We wish them a happy and healthy birth today!

And then I thought, but we still want gifts. And then I felt guilty.

And then I got over it.

Yeah, gifts. Tons. Keepin' it real.

Congratulations on the new born!