The guessing begins!

I have been extremely stressed about the baby shower lately. I'm not really sure why, but I want everything to be perfect. I'm not even planning it! I have been watching my registry like a hawk and have a list of everything we would need to buy if not given to us. The total comes to a little over $1800, which my husband and I have in savings waiting specifically for our little girl. So, why am I stressed? Who knows...Nothing was really taken off of my registry and the shower is in 4 days! I have been freaking out about it! I know the stress doesn't make sense, but I just want everything to be perfect and amazing for this little runt. I KNOW there will be plenty of people that will be at the shower to support us. I KNOW everything will be fine even if we have to go buy everything ourselves. However, I can't seem to calm down.

Anyways, I checked my registry before I went into work at about 1:30, and nothing had changed. I called my husband during lunch and he told me how many things had suddenly been purchased. He got home from work at about 4:30 and waiting for him were a few shopping bags. Well, more than a few. There was over $300 in items purchased and left at our door. I asked who all of it was from and he said he hadn't opened the card! I told him to open it so I could call and thank the person, but when he opened the card all it said was "We hope you and Keeley enjoy these things". That's it. No name. No hints. No anything. We have absolutely no idea who gave us such an amazing gift. I mean, this brought so much relief because I now know that it will be okay, but I have no way to thank who did it! The handwriting looks familiar, but I honestly can't place it! I know whoever did this has remained anonymous for a reason, but I REALLY REALLY just want to thank them!

Honestly, I have a sneaking suspicion that my grandpa sent one of my aunts to the store with some money and had them do it on his behalf (my grandpa does not drive, never shops, and definitely does not do baby stuff). My family has done things like this many many times for one another or for others so I'm pretty sure it was someone in my family. Plus, my grandpa has always spoiled me. I mean, ALWAYS. I have never not gotten my way when it comes to him. He is very old school. My father is his first son. I am the first born of that son. Therefore, I have a special birthright. Also, when growing up I spent EVERYDAY at his house. No joke. Every single day we went for at least an hour. He believes that because I am so close to him (he is the one man I would turn to no matter what-like when my car got towed and I needed money to get it out until payday, but couldn't ask my father because I wasn't supposed to be where I was) he will give me everything he can because I have earned it by being there for him. I understand this. I mean, I already want to give Keeley everything! Sometimes, he frustrates me with how much he gives! After we got our new car my husband decided that since it could haul a boat, we needed a boat. I thought we should hold off, but would consider it if we found a good deal. I now have a boat sitting in my driveway because my grandpa GAVE it to us! A BOAT!

Anyways, back to the point....

Whoever did it, than you. It means so much that you are willing to surprise Keeley before she is even here! I will be sure to tell her about it numerous times so that she knows that the world is generous and that she must also be generous. She will also be part of when we give to others. I have done this before (I actually snuck into the house and dropped the gifts by the tree), and the next time we do it she will surely be involved. She will get to experience the adrenaline of not getting caught, and knowing that she did something great for someone without needing to be thanked. She will know what it feels like to watch their pure joy while they wonder what they ever did to deserve such a thing. And that is the amazing thing about giving gifts anonymously, they didn't have to do anything to deserve it. It is pure love. And that pure love is what makes all of my stress melt away. Somewhere out there, someone loves this little girl enough to do something for her that she can never repay. Something that my husband and I can never repay. Something that simply says we are loved.