Baby Coconut's "Un-Shower" ... and more ...

I've said throughout this pregnancy to many of my friends and family, "Thank you, kindly, but I do not want to have a baby shower for my third! Especially, because I don't know what gender it is ... not to mention, I have plenty of baby things left over from my first two kids--I saved." But my good friends, Gwendy and Lindsey, gathered a few of my friends and family together to have a small "un-shower" at our MOMs Night Out last night, and I have to say, it was perfect!

I have been wanting to do You Do the Dishes for MNO for several months.  It was actually on our November calendar, but it didn't work out for me (or anyone else that I can recall).  At our last board meeting, we put it on the calendar for my last MNO (for a few months, at least) just so I could go!  I was pretty excited ... but for most of the month, only Gwendy and I had signed up.  Gwendy still planned on going ... I was going to suggest a movie or dinner, instead, but I decided, if she really wanted to go, too ... then I would still go (if Billy could get home at a decent time).  I forgot to mention it to Billy until that afternoon.  Luckily, he was able to meet me in the parking lot of the You Do the Dishes location and swap cars with me ... mine filled with kids, as per usual.  For once, I was on-time!  And all of my friends had been counting on me to be a little late!  Ha, ha!  I didn't ruin the surprise, because I had NO IDEA they were planning anything for me ... and I didn't expect to see people arrive who aren't even in our MOMs Club!  They invited some of our church friends and our cousin, Elizabeth.  We missed a few of my good friends from MOMs Club who just couldn't make it, but it was a nice small setting ... and we had a good time!

My "un-shower" friends and family guests ... they are all super great people!  I am blessed.

The ladies all made delicious food, and they brought me some of my much needed items ... uni-sex onesies, burp cloths, blankets, and size 1 diapers!  Perfection!  I really appreciate my friends and family, and it was a small but nice little celebration for Baby Coconut.  Gwendy even drove up to Dade City to get some delicious cupcakes for the event.

The food and gifts ... and diaper cake.  Awesome job, ladies!  Lindsey did well with the diaper cake ... and the cake plate, I got to keep.  Bonus!  (You know I LOVE cake plates!)

The GINORMOUS fruit Elizabeth brought ... SAMs, apparently, sells them only in size x-large.

The top of the diaper cake ... a girl pacifier and a boy pacifier ... which will it be?

So cute!  And love, love, love that cake plate!

The delicious cupcakes Gwendy drove all of the way to Dade City to get for the party.  Yummy!

Lianro makes these super tasty energy balls ... and they're pretty healthy, too.  Mmmmmm!

That orzo pasta dish was fabulous!  Thanks, Basilea!

We all made some really cute pottery items, and I can't wait to see how they turned out!  I am anxious to get mine put up in my kitchen.  I made a display platter.  As per usual, we were hurrying at the end to finish our items ... I guess we chatted too much or ate too much!  Thank you, ladies for a super fun time last night!

On another (grosser) note ... I have been hard at work around here.  Last night when I got home from MNO, I checked on the kids.  They were both sound asleep.  About 20 minutes after I checked on Khloe, she started to cry.  I was afraid I had woken her up, so I went in to soothe her.  She asked me to cover her up then she told me that her tummy hurt.  She never tells me that!  So, I grabbed her up and carried her out to the living room with her blanket.  I was holding her for a minute ... I asked her what she felt like ... again, she said, "My tummy hurts."  So, I asked Billy to get a cracker for her.  I thought she might be hungry.  He got her one, and then he said to put her back to bed, she was probably ok.  I (stupidly) said, "I bet she's going to throw up."  Billy thought but (stupidly) didn't say, Take her off of the couch then. But he didn't want to be mean.  It was at that second that she threw up all over me ... twice.  Most of it got on me, her, and her blanket ... but make no mistake, there was some on the couch, the side table,  and the floor.

I rushed her over to the open space on the floor (away from furniture).  There she threw up three more times.  I kept saying, "It's ok.  Just throw up.  Don't worry about it.  It's ok."  When it was all over, she looked at me ... all covered in vomit, and she said (bless her heart), "Are you okay, Mom?"  I undressed her, started the bath, ordered a stunned and grossed out husband to get me a TON of towels ... then I asked him to clean up while I bathed her and myself.  The look on his face was priceless.  "It smells so bad!" he said.  So, I traded him ... "You wash Khloe, and I will clean up this mess.  Then I will take a shower."  He agreed to that trade!

When I got out of the shower, Billy was holding her with a blanket around her on the couch ... she was all ready for bed.  I wanted to rock her and sing to her ... I don't have that kind of daughter.  She just wanted to sit and watch the football game Daddy had on (saved from some game he didn't get a chance to see in December).  I decided to put her to bed.  It wasn't that much later ... maybe 30 minutes ... that she called out for me.  She said she was going to throw up again.  I took her to the bathroom.  We stood at the toilet for a while.  She finally told me that she felt better ... I, however, did not feel better.  I knew she still wasn't good.  I told Billy I was going to sleep on the couch, so I could hear her right away, if she called out for me in the night.  He went to bed.  It was about 1:15 a.m. when I heard her yelling for me.  I got into her room just in time to see sitting up vomiting all over herself in her bed.  I grabbed a towel, and she threw up over and over into it.  When she was done, she was very worried that it was all over her jammies!  I got her changed and wiped down, the bed sheets changed, the carpet cleaned up, and her stuffed animals in the wash with all of the other items that had been hit (by now, this was nearing the 5th load of vomit laundry).  She kept asking for water every time she threw up ... I knew she was getting dehydrated.  She went to bed around 1:30 a.m., and I crashed on the couch.

She was up bright and early at 8:00 a.m. ... asking for more water.  Needless to say, we spent the morning fighting diarrhea.  We didn't go anywhere today ... I did get a lot done here--including, 6 more loads of laundry!  (Not all hers ... I did Colton's and ours, too).

And just when I thought it was all over ... as I was typing this, she stood next to me ... howling.  I asked her what was wrong.  Her answer ... vomiting all over.  Ugh ... Round #3.  Round #4, unfortunately came 20 minutes later while she was taking a bath to clean off Round #3's yuckiness.  She stood up in the tub, started to cry ... I said, "Do you need to throw up?"  She said, "Yes." And before I could grab her out of the tub to throw up into the toilet ... she spewed all over the tub and bathroom floor.  Bath time over.

The only good thing is that she hasn't had a fever.  Let's pray for a good night's sleep ... and that all of this is starting to end.  Here's to another night on the couch!

There is a silver lining ... being stuck in the house all day did let me do A LOT of laundry.  I, also, got something put together in Colton's room that I had been thinking about for a while.  I wanted to make gutter shelves for his books ever since I saw some on Pinterest (a long time ago!).  I have some redecorating to do for him, since he will (eventually) be getting a big boy bed.  I want to change the decor to something that will last a long time and is for bigger boys.  But until then ... I am happy with this change.  It cleans up all of the books that plagued the floor of his room for too long!  I just have to say, it wasn't as easy (or as cheap) as Pinterest made it sound.

Cole's new reading corner.

Billy said that it makes him feel like he wants to go read in the "reading corner" like when he was in 5th grade ... he said, "It's like you've been a 5th grade teacher or something."  Ha, ha.