Stripes and a baby bump.

Here we are! 33 weeks and counting. 7 more weeks. So far, but yet so close! We are getting eager to meet this little rockstar.

His nursery is finished. His laundry washed and hung. The house is baby proofed, well pretty much. All we have left to do is pack for our time at the hospital and wait for the little booger to make his grand appearance. What can I say? I couldn't procrastinate if I wanted to.


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On Cinco De Mayo, my sister and a handful of lovely ladies threw Holland and I one fun mustache bash! They put so much hard work and effort into it and the result was one wonderful time! I am thankful for all who helped. We went a little unconventional and welcomed guys too, after all this little one growing inside of me is a boy after all, not to mention that I didn't make this babe on my own, so why shouldn't men be welcome?

On that note, I have to share the invite with you. How cute are these? And yes, they are totally like real tickets, perforated and all! Ours however were yellow and brown! Which I loved.  They can be ordered and customized on Etsy from thatpartygirl.



Luckily, for those who did come (which quite a few did, with their wives of course), we spared them of all the girly-foofiness of many showers. And no games. Instead, we indulged in good food, including some "man food". Pork sliders to be exact. And an array of desserts (the best part right?), as well iced coffees, sparkling waters, and lemonades served with mustache straws and cups. :)

We also had a scrap book area where my Fujifilm Instax camera was set up, as well as props. Each guest was encouraged to pose, then add their picture to Holland's scrap book with a note or prayer to him. My sister is still working on putting this together, but I cannot wait to see the outcome of it! Moms were asked to leave new mommy advice on "my mommy advice" notecards.

The activities didn't stop there. My favorite "station" of all we will call it, was the onesie decorating table. Friends bought and donated some used onesies (any mom has some laying around, I almost guarantee) in all different sizes, and my dad, bless his heart, used Rit dye to color some brown, others blue, so we didn't have a bajillion white ones. It apparently took him 3 hours! He's no crafter, but a good sport. ;) So we didn't have to fuss with a hot iron since the whole event was outside, we simply used a fabric glue that provides a permanent bond. Templates were available as well as a stack of fabrics to choose from. People designed, cut, and glued. Later, I took all the onesies home, and stitched around the edges so they wouldn't curl up or fray in the washer. I love every single one of them.

Mostly though, we just visited. And ate. And opened gifts. A ton of them! I enjoyed every moment of it and loved having my husband by my side at our shower for our Holland.

Great grandma-to-be even made an appearance in "great grandma" attire of course!! I sure do love my grandmother! What a sport. We all got a good laugh!!



From the decor, to the food, to the friends, it was perfect. Thanks again to all those who threw in a helping hand. I know many of you did! You have blessed us.


At the end of the shower, men were sent home with thrifted ties of their choice (used as decor), and women, chocolate. Chocolate dipped pretzel sticks and/or s'mores on a stick. The recipe for the s'mores can be found here.

It was a fantastic day,

He had fun, I swear.

Naturally, the men flocked together.

Ladies, hard at work. Onesie decorating.

Well, our little Holland's mustache bash was a success! My sister and a group of girlfriends worked so hard to make it all come together, and it really was great. I'm still waiting on photos to share. I actually took none. I decided to simply enjoy the event rather than photograph it, so I am hoping others got a few good shots! Everything was just too cute not to document, so I know somebody must have!  We are continuing to prepare for the little guy around this neck of the woods. :)

As for baby and I, we are still growing. I think I'm at the "I'm huge" stage. Or so I feel. 31 weeks and counting. Most of all we want a healthy, happy baby boy, but I sure wouldn't be opposed if this little guy came before the full 40 weeks! I think most mammas probably feel this way. We are eager to meet the little booger, but until then I will enjoy these last weeks with our boy just where he is.