Foot In Mouth
Imagine this, I put my foot in my mouth. I know, shocking, right?
When Mr. MPB’s brother had a baby a few months before Baby MPB was born, Mr. MPB’s mom helped throw the baby shower. And, then she threw them a meet and greet party at her house once baby arrived.
I was invited to the shower, which I declined due to the cost of travel (and my own selfish hurt and jealousy which I did not share with them). We did send a gift and a pretty darn nice one (if I may say so myself).
We were not invited to the meet and greet a few months later. But truthfully wouldn’t have gone and his mom knew it. So, while I always appreciate an invitation so that we can make our own decisions, I really do not begrudge her for this one.
As it turns out, after my post on Wednesday, I found out Mr. MPB’s mom is throwing a similar meet and greet party for Baby MPB. There will be no baby shower, but there will be the opportunity for all of Mr. MPB’s family to meet Baby MPB. And honestly, that’s what matters to me. I could truly careless about gifts, I care solely about our little guy being surrounded by love. Although I will admit that I am not-so-secretly hoping that there will be blue cupcakes. And to be truly honest, I really want vanilla cupcakes with baby blue icing. That’s the only baby-shower like thing I really want because I always love the adorable cupcakes!
So, while I extract my foot from my mouth I do want to acknowledge that I was wrong about Mr. MPB’s mom this time. What really matters to me that she is trying!! We didn’t ask for her to do this. She chose to do this. And that is just awesome.
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