I let Tom and Sarah have their party. They were already doing so much for me, so I figured I could suck it up and let them have the celebration they wanted. I plastered on a smile and tried to get into party mode. As they included me in everything—shopping for flowers, cakes, dresses, and all the party details—I found myself getting a bit excited too. This was my first baby and might be the only one I ever have, so I was curious to know whether it was a girl or a boy, even though I could have waited until nine months.
Tom had gone all out, booking a venue for a hundred people, claiming he had a lot of friends and close family. Despite my suggestion to keep it small, they were determined to make it grand, and I let them.
The day of the party was amazing. Everything was elegant, classic,
