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06:00 am: awkward
At a friend's husband's birthday party, I spent a lot of time talking to someone who was enormously pregnant with her first child. She was just lovely; we had a marvelous time (or I think we did; I know I did) talking. Then Teddy had a crisis of some sort and I had to go running off. Shortly thereafter, we left.

Yesterday, I remembered her and how pleasant our conversation had been, and also how lonely it is when you have a new baby. I decided to send a little gift both to maybe make a happy moment for a new Mom and maybe get a chance to rekindle our acquaintance.

Only I'd forgotten her name. So I emailed my friend, who emailed her husband, who emailed me with her contact information. I happily found her gift list on babiesrus.

Oh dear. Oh dear oh dear.

Suffice it to say, we do not have even remotely similar views on parenting. Her registry is full of stuff for formula (warmers, pitchers, cans of formula... no boppy or other breastfeeding aids), cutesy character stuff, non-organic stuff, Baby Einstein videos. Oy.

But by then, my friend and her husband knew I planned to send something. It would be extremely awkward for them if they said something to her, only to find out that I hadn't actually done it.

I felt I had to send something. I didn't want to send anything that was on her registry. And I sure as hell don't want to impose my feelings about parenting on anyone else (although of course I believe I'm right; no one sets out deliberately to parent the wrong way, after all). I've seen too many delightful children raised in different ways from what I would do.

I sent a pack of burping cloths that say "Daddies that change diapers change the world," figuring that while it's sexist bullshitake, it might be sexist bullshitake these particular parents need to see. It's on their registry, so I figure they won't see it as condescending and obnoxious, which is a legitimate read on my selection.

:sigh:

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From:occhi_cinesi
Date:August 6th, 2008 02:40 pm (UTC)

Daddies who change diapers...

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...do change my world... at 2am in the morning...

Yes, I'm going to a baby shower for friends, their registry is all about the bottles (although one lone breast pump) but lots and lots of bottles and accessories and accessories to the accessories that go along with bottles... oy, I got em their swing. I'm finding parenting fun. For this very scary reason.
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From:katehaney
Date:August 7th, 2008 12:09 pm (UTC)

gift selection

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I wish I'd found something like that for this woman. I was looking for something more token-ish (<$20); I'm not generous enough to get a swing. Cheap, cheap, cheap.

Oh well. I hope she appreciates the gesture and isn't motivated or energetic or whatever enough to follow up. Between my plans to move away and our very different parenting styles, I think friendship is unlikely.
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From:wendymarques
Date:August 6th, 2008 04:12 pm (UTC)
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I'm sure your gift will be very appreciated. It is hard when other people's parenting styles/opinions are SO different from the ones that you believe in, especially if they are important issues in your eyes. Believe me, I bite my tongue at least once with every visit with my SIL just because their parenting style is very different from ours (no naps - says kids just aren't good sleepers, soda, chips, junk food often/always available). But - I know not everyone agrees with how we are raising our kids either, so I just grin and ignore my horror. LOL

And just for the record, I'm a big fan of boobs.....for nursing that is. I'm a little afraid of what the old bod is going to look like after 3 babies have "had their way" with various parts of my anatomy. Sigh. Good think Luis can barely see without glasses on.
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From:katehaney
Date:August 7th, 2008 12:01 pm (UTC)

boobs

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HA! Come to think of it, I should be glad Peter wears glasses too.

I'm just beginning to think of the nurs as boobs again.
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