Baby Showers
Since I lost the baby I have missed the baby showers of my sister, two for my friend Monica, my friend Sarah, my friend Norah, and just got an invitation to my friend Mary’s, which I will probably decline. The only one I actually wanted to go to was my sister’s, but of course I ended up with strep throat and couldn’t go lest I infect the multiple pregnant ladies in attendance, not to mention everyone else. That’s a lot of baby showers in 16 weeks for anyone, even the non-baby-grieving. I feel like I’m being bombarded with reminders of the cruelty of no longer being able to muster up much happiness over someone else’s pregnancy. I wonder when I’m going to be able to attend another baby shower. I think it will have to wait until after I get pregnant and pass my “big ultrasound.” In the meantime, I really can’t stand being surrounded by pregnant women all the time.
In other baby-and-water-related news, my new niece was baptized last weekend. It was joyous and sweet, but by the end of the church service I was fighting back tears, and between the service and the family pictures I couldn’t stop them from falling. It was such a sad reminder of our loss.
