Elijah's POV
"Mother, you are going overboard with the baby stuff."
"Nonsense, Elijah. If anything, we need more decorations."
My mother was all about planning as I stared at all the blue and pink in the kitchen. It went from one room to the next. Why have so much? It was a special event, but this was over the top. Julia and Cat were upstairs getting ready for the baby shower. Mom had all the men and the staff running around like chickens with our heads cut off.
"Where would you like the meat platters?" an Omega asked my mother.
"On one of the new tables outback. I purchased a few tables to put the food on. That way, we would have plenty of room for the guests and gifts inside."
"Aren't you worried about the food getting eaten by insects?"
"That is why I have these," my mother held
