I feel small and bratty for even being upset about this, but it's been bothering me all weekend, so maybe writing it down will help me stop stewing about it.
My coworkers wanted to throw me a baby shower. Unfortunately, while they were full of big ideas, they didn't motivate to do anything about it until a month before my due date, which resulted in the shower being planned for 10 days before my scheduled c-section (which, to be fair, was still better than Larry's coworkers, who ended up planning a shower for four days before my scheduled c-section.) Which, as it turned out, was two days AFTER H's actual birth date.
This really bummed me out, since I wasn't able to travel to NJ to attend the shower my mother and sisters threw. It wasn't the gifts - Larry and I are well able to buy anything we need for the kiddo - it was the chance to spend an afternoon with my friends celebrating an important event in my life. And to be honest, it was the first party anyone had ever offered to throw for me that I didn't end up having to help plan or execute (see, e.g. my wedding shower, which I ended up having to help both set up for and clean up from). Even though I was sad about not being able to have a shower, I'd pretty much put it behind me.
Then last week when we had a shower for one of the many pregnant women here. It's her second child, so it was pretty low key, but still - they managed to plan it well in advance of her due date. And a shower for another of the pregnant women here is also in the works. And even though she's not due until the end of January, I've been told we need to have it in early December, since we don't want to take the chance that she'll go early and miss it. Yeah. Good idea.
What really got me stewing about this, though, and I really do realize how childish and spoiled this sounds, was the realization that my boss, with whom I've always thought I was pretty close, never got me anything for the baby. He came and saw me in the hospital and brought me a nice card, which I guess should be enough, but somehow it hurts that he's given baby gifts in one form or another to all of the people who have had babies here in the past, including contributing to the group gift for the above mentioned second baby shower, except me. Rationally, I realize it's because it's in his nature to do things at the last minute, and he'd have gone out and gotten something the day before the shower, but because there never was a day before the shower, no gift buying was done. Emotionally, though, it still hurts.
And seeing this all in writing makes it seem even more childish and bratty, but hey, it's my blog. I guess I can be bratty once in a while if I want to.
On a completely unrelated, but much happier note - the pants I bought two months before I got pregnant, which were a size larger than I'd been wearing, are now HUGE. Yay breastfeeding!