*Harper*
The baby shower is basically perfect, if I do say so myself. Tomas and I did an amazing job transforming the art studio into an explosion of pastel pinks and blues. Melody decided to wait until the birth to find out the s*x of the baby, so we made sure to balance both.
Melody, despite being eight months pregnant and visibly exhausted, is glowing. Her cheeks are flushed as she smiles at the many people who’ve come to wish her well… the same people who make sure to tell me how everything looks.
I can’t help but beam and text Tomas to thank him for helping me string pastel garlands and assemble handmade paper flowers to decorate the long buffet table. Damien came through with a contact who would do the food as a personal favor. There’s a ridiculous tower of tiny sandwiches, platte
