So I went to both of the baby showers held for Molly. I know it's not normal for a man to go. For some reason I wanted to be there; I'm not sure why, perhaps I am just longing for greater connection to him.... Please don't tell any of my friends, it's not very manly.
I think baby showers are an interesting tradition. Anyone know how baby showers evolved into the events that they are? Anybody know who invented the baby shower games? Baby shower games are scary weird. That was the one part that I avoided.
It was interesting to see all the women congregating thus, busily chatting, laughing, eating [if you can get food from a baby shower you are a lucky individual indeed]. There is definitely a certain camaraderie. I suppose it is the bond of motherhood. Pregnancy really is a big deal. I am fascinated by all the physical changes a woman experiences. To change shapes so drastically? The amount of energy it requires? The changes in hormone levels? And then to have another being inside, that moves and kicks and punches and gets the hiccups? Really -- its like something from a science fiction movie! Its like magic. "And now for my next trick, I will make a person; Ta-da!"
Women make people. I carved an eagle out of soap once, when I was in cub-scouts. My wife makes people. It makes sense that there would be this camaraderie. There is a camaraderie among lawyers - "you suffered through law school, passed the bar, are sworn to uphold the constitution and are an officer of the court? I can relate to you. I can respect your situation". For women - "you have the power to make people too? Yes, we are in a special club aren't we?" Making people. It really is amazing.
There is a special feeling at a baby shower. The shared connection for sure, but more than that I think it is the desire to celebrate a new life, to give something for mother and baby to make the transition to a new stage of existence just a little easier. The thought and planning put in to the showers was spectacular. Everything was just right, beautiful, comfortable, inviting. I was overwhelmed by the gifts given to our family. People are excited for Peter; for the hope of healing he signifies, the next step he represents, and the demonstration of love that he is from a knowing Heavenly Father and an older sister beyond the veil. It is exciting. The generosity of so many left me humbled.
I sat and watched. So many women of different ages and stages of life, mingling. Some of them also expecting a new life, some mothers of several, some grandmothers, some still waiting in various stages for the blessing of motherhood. It was enjoyable to see the friendships, the love they felt for each other. It made me think about the reunions of friends and families that will occur in the next life. What will women say to each other? What will they talk about? It seems they will know each other so well. I suppose they will be just as busy with a million things to do. I have watched Molly go through pregnancy twice [we're still waiting for the second delivery]. I recognize that it is a sacrifice. I don't envy the challenges pregnancy presents. I felt like I was surrounded by people exceptionally important, powerful and sweet. I imagined Lucy there, how much she would jump up and down, how excited she would be, how much she would have loved the food just like her Daddy. I feel certain that she is excited.
Molly is still finishing the thank you cards; but is there an adequate way to say thank you? I think the giving of love and support at baby showers is divine, one manifestation among many; from the more divine half of the species. I probably won't go to future baby showers, they are intended for a special group of people - those who at some point or other will make other people, besides that, I don't want to be exposed to baby shower games.
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