This weekend, I will attend my first baby shower in 10+ years. Make no mistake, I am THRILLED that these wonderful people are having a baby. I can think of few couples that are more deserving. But being invited to a baby shower means finding a baby gift. Gift registries have made this much less of a guessing game. Or so I thought.
As I was wandering through the gift registries online and browsing the items, I thought WTF is this stuff? Except for a few items of clothing, some bottles and a bouncy seat, I have no freaking clue what most of this stuff is. How do I put together a decent gift basket if I don’t know what goes with what? I am likely to leave out some key piece of puzzle, like trying to complete a jigsaw puzzle without having seen the picture first.
I can’t wait to actually meet the baby, sometime in late September. So I can hold it, play with it, shake it up and hand it back. I am mostly kidding. But it does give me another kid-fix without making the commitment myself. Going to a baby shower, for me, is like watching someone get botox. I want to observe and even can’t look away, but it is an actual experience that I want no part of myself.