Dear Rob and Preeta,
We, your many friends and loved ones, hereby declare this space to be a non-stop baby shower. This is the place where we will leave poems, photos, messages, and all other writings welcoming your coming baby and cheering you on as you start on this new journey. We hope you come back and visit soon!
Dear friends of Rob and Preeta,
please leave your messages, poems, stories, childbirth jokes, drawings, photos, and other well-wishes here, and thanks for sharing them with all of us!
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ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful idea, Ayelet! Can't wait to share in all the showering of love.
ReplyDeleteAyelet, great idea! Thanks so much for setting this up. Now, to think of an interesting post...
ReplyDeleteHooray!! Ayelet, this is such a great idea.
ReplyDeleteYipee! I've never been to an e-shower. (Wait. Do we still have to play those baby shower games?)
ReplyDeletei am showering as all of you are showering. thanks, technopeasant!
ReplyDeleteYOU GUYS! Awwwww, you people! This is the awesomest, most beautiful, most thoughtful baby shower EVER, and I cannot BELIEVE what you have been up to behind our backs! Thank you thank you thank you for doing this. What a gift to us and the kid! The whole thing makes me tear up something awful, which may not be saying much, since many things bring tears to my eyes in these hormonal times, from the cry of a total stranger's baby to the stalky mushrooms growing on our living room wall (yes really), but few tears have been as cockle-warming (cockle-warmed?) as the ones that welled up in the wake of this unveiling.
ReplyDeleteAll these gorgeous poems and bits! And outpourings of love! And wee Phoebe with her dog brothers! And those creepy computer-generated babies.... er, actually, never mind those. I'm just going to pretend they're not here.
Enormous hugs to all of you, and a special thank you to Ayelet and Celeste for thinking this up! After Ayelet adds us as contributors we will, well, contribute something. Maybe pictures of me in all my bladder-bursting glory.