The Greed... The Greed!

I was so against having a baby shower for two reasons:
1. It felt strange hosting a party for which the primary purpose is to receive gifts (I had the same trouble with the wedding shower)

2. I didn't want to make people come over in the middle of their Saturday to eat silly foods and watch me open up the boring gifts mentioned above.

Wedding showers are slightly better because a) they tend to be a little more Boozy, and b) the gifts are *definitely* more interesting to the crowd in general.

So that all aside, I was informed that a shower would happen with or without my consent to I better get on board because I'd "be happy later to get all those gifts."

My mom, mother in law and I agreed on a "half shower": One hour of all girls opening the gifts, and then a nice backyard BBQ with boys and no games or gift opening for the remainder of the evening. Perfect! Still a little uncomfortable, but do-able.

Well, now guess what. Guess what websites I check daily to see what changes have occured in my favor? That's right. Target and Babies R Us. Every morning I feverishly log on and scroll down to the purchased area to see what I got. And as the shower looms closer the more feverish I get. What has happened to the woman who three short months ago didn't care if I had a bouncy seat or not? Or a wipe warmer? Or a Boppy. Better yet what happened to the woman who was blissfully unaware of any product with the unforunate "Boppy" name. Sigh (lip corners turn down slightly).

I want to know when that baby bath or my Bunny Meadow Lamp is getting purchased and will it happen in the next 8 days??? Wait did I say "my"? I meant "my baby's" of course. Of course!

The new me is apparently a greedy, 30-pounds heavier version of my former self. And from what all the nice onlookers tell me, this is just the beginning. Oy.