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This week I've decided to do a post about one of my close friend's Hayley, who is 23 weeks pregnant and deserves to be talked about a little bit.
I'll be back with my regular posting sometime later this week.
Okay, anyways! On to the important stuff!
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As I mentioned above, my friend Hayley is having a baby!
(Hayley is my best friend Bethany's older sister, for those of you who didn't know that.)
Last weekend we went to the ultrasound with her to find out the gender of her baby, as she had planned out this really cute gender-reveal party. She didn't find out, as part of the fun in the party.
Well, Bethany and I were nominated to bake the cake and decorate it-- thanks to our obsession with baking that has developed over the past two years. We were mostly prepared: cakes baked ahead of time, fondant purchased, food coloring purchased, etc. We knew that it had to be stunning, and had to be gender-neutral.
Kneading fondant is my new least favorite thing to do ever, by the way. Bethany's boyfriend Shawn was over, and he had to help us press out the fondant because it was near impossible for us to do.
I think that we started decorating at around, I dunno, 9:30 or 10:00... It lasted well into the night, and we finished a little while after midnight. The cake in it's finished state was two-tiered with pink and blue fondant bases, baby footprints and dots scattered all around it, and surrounded by bubbly purple frosting. The top of it had two footprints on it, and writing that said, "Takin' Baby Steps..."
(Thanks to the magical powers of blog editing that I have recently discovered, enjoy this picture of the cake.)
Cake baking/decorating credits to Bethany Turner, Victoria Wickline, Shawn Gauldin, and Bethany's grandmother whose name I cannot spell to save my life. |
Needless to say, I'm pretty sure that Hayley and company loved it, and Bethany and I have decided to bake cakes for people if they need them... Probably for a price though. If you're interested, contact me via Facebook or something. I'm sure we could probably come up with something for you.
Bethany and I finished out our night painting clothespins and talking about our plans for the following day. I think we eventually passed out around 2am or so. (Which is usually what time we fall asleep when I go to Bethany's house, so don't let that shock you.)
Anyways, on Saturday he party itself was wonderful. Hayley's mother and grandmother decorated the shelter that we had the party in, and Bethany and I were put in charge of getting the balloon for the actual reveal part of the party.
Okay, note to self, never assume that anything is gonna be easy when you're pressed for time. We got to Party City in Beckley, which I'd never been to before and was in awe of once we got there, and waited in line for like 20 minutes before somebody actually told us where to go to purchase balloons, and how to go about choosing confetti for the balloon. (Apparently, if you put "sharp" confetti in a balloon, it will pop it before it's supposed to be popped. The more you know!)
The balloon was h u g e.
24 inches of pure balloon blackness.
To correctly imagine this, put your arms above your head with your arms grasped. It was bigger than the space that your arms create. Your arms wouldn't have fit around it if you would've tried to hug it.
Anyways, Bethany and I walked it to her car and-- surprise surprise!-- it didn't fit.
So, in a moment of panic, we called like 3 people. It was around 1:20, the party was set for 2:00, and we just had no way to transport the balloon. Their grandmother came to the rescue though, with Hayley, and they took the balloon to the party while Bethany and I collected our sanity and went the backroad way to the park.
The party was very pink and blue, and everybody who came had a really good time. Pizza, macaroni salad, chicken, cake, cupcakes, and strawberry shortcake were served and thoroughly enjoyed. When you arrived, you were to pick up a clothespin according to your guess of the gender. Even the people who already knew wore the color of their original guess, just to keep Hayley in the dark about it.
Finally, the time arrived to pop the balloon, and it was done in a very creative way.
Hayley's grandmother, at the recommendation of another friend, had taped two or three tacks to the handle of a broom. She held the actual broom end, and popped it.
It's a boy! |
Needless to say, she was pretty happy about it.
So if you can't tell by the picture, that glitter is a very blue glitter, and she's having a little boy.
A couple of us had purchased some baby clothes and such for her, since most of us knew the gender already, and she cried with everything she pulled out. She finally got the picture of the ultrasound, and teared up again when she looked at it.
Overall, the party was really successful and an all-around time of joy.
Also, a lot of people want to speculate and call babies born like this "situations" or "problems" but they are surely mistaken. Baby Wes (short for "Wesley Dillon") is being born into a life of love, and is going to be surrounded by a mass of people who love and cherish him dearly. That's more than anybody could ever ask for.
I am so blessed to be involved with this family, and to have friends like Bethany and Hayley. You guys are pretty awesome, and I love you both to death.
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I hope that everyone enjoyed this lighthearted little read,
and to Hayley I'd like to say a massive congratulations!
I absolutely cannot wait to meet Wesley!
(I think that most of us are really excited!)
I wish you the best of luck and joy as a mother. I think that you are going to be a marvelous mother to this little boy, and I am always available to help whenever you need me.
I might be back later this week with another post, but for now, have a wonderful week everybody! (Especially to those of you on Spring Break! Enjoy it!)
-Tori <3
p.s. Around 150 reads until 4,000-- and I cannot thank any of you enough for it.
p.p.s. THIS WEEK I MAKE MY COLLEGE DECISION, SO STAY TUNED!