There are a lot of reasons I don’t talk about work on my blog, but one of them is that lately almost all of the married people I work with either just had a baby or are expecting. And that means office baby showers; I figure there’ll be about one per month until the end of summer. Now, I can be genuinely happy when people announce their pregnancies, I can coo over their babies when they bring them by the office, and I can even handle their labor horror stories. But baby showers? I’m sorry. I just can’t go without getting upset. I send a present and my regrets.
This morning, I’m grateful because the person who planned the first two office baby showers scheduled them for times when I would not be at work! I’m not sure if she did that deliberately, but I’m very grateful!
If I were you, I’d throw that woman a “You’re Awesome” Shower
Ugh, baby showers stink. I am lucky to not have had to go to many at all since getting married myself. The only one I do remember going to was for a pending international adoption for my Practitioner, so it was really pretty great
But come to think of it… that may have been the only one I’ve been to since marriage! Now I have my SIL’s coming up next weekend, but the baby will be there since she came early. Hopefully that will make it more bearable – less talk of pregnancy, more talk of baby?? IDK, is it a toss-up?? 
I might… we have at least one more baby shower coming up (not sure if she’ll throw a shower for the men whose wives are pregnant), and if the pattern holds I’ll be sure to say thank you.