I got up at 4:00 am Saturday morning to drive down to Dallas so that I could attend Alex’s baby shower, which was hosted by a group of her college friends along with her sister, Paige. Armed with a very large iced coffee and an audiobook, I had an uneventful drive five hours south and adeptly applied seventeen layers of mascara along the way. I arrived on time, which was a miracle, and the shower was such a sweet, beautiful celebration for Alex—filled with love and lots of pink, with a surprise appearance by Mauricio and George at the end.