“SURPRISE!!!”

People are shouting. I’m walking through the door, no, Mom’s walking through the door. Susan’s leading me staggering from the car with a really juicy watermelon under my shirt. Mom’s opening the door, stepping forward, and everyone’s yelling

SURPRISE!!!

There’s a big rich white cake with green, pink, blue and yellow frosting and frosty icing and people are tossing confetti. Mom’s blowing out the presents. I mean candles! There’s presents of course. There’s also a crib and skinny wheels floating in the sky which I’m pretty sure I’m going to find out are actually called mobiles and rattles and rubber ducks too. Everything I could possibly need.

As the summer approached, Mom’s friends threw her a baby shower.  It must have been