We’re pregnant with our first child. What? We’re pregnant, aren’t you going to say Congratulations? Who’s pregnant? We are. We are? Your Missus is no doubt. But you’re not. Say Louisa’s pregnant with our first child and I’ll say Congratulations. And later reluctantly attend your baby shower where I will reluctantly hand over the cheapest item from the baby shower itemised email list that you will no doubt thoughtfully provide to me. But I won’t be attending your gender reveal party in the interests of safety as I’d inevitably end up killing someone.
I like to overtake them at speed. I can only imagine how sad they feel not having a blue light to switch on.
You are going to a ********* what? I asked. WTF is a gender reveal party? Why not look at the scan and either keep it to yourselves or just tell everyone? A ******** party???? The person patiently trying to explain it to me, stopped mid-sentence and changed tack. Not for you is it.
When my children were born we still had christenings, this served perfectly well as the celebration, gathering and gifting. BTW what is the new fangled etiquette on baby showers for second borns?
I walked along to a remote village pub last weekend,a real 'keep off the moors' experience to be honest. There was a baby shower going on in the lounge,loads of couples in attendance... In order to avoid the baby shower,I sat outside in a rain shower,it made more sense
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I was going to comment on this at the time, but the very words 'baby shower' and 'gender reveal' sent me to the fridge for a large beer. I had never heard of a baby shower until a couple of years ago until our niece sent an invite to the Mrs. The conversation went along the lines of Mrs: I've got an invite to a baby shower. Me: Is that the same as wetting the baby's head as I have been to loads back in the day when mates had babies. Sometimes I didn't even have to know the lad much, if at all, but they were great nights. Mrs: No, she is pregnant and they invite people round to celebrate. It's at the Hilton. Me: Before it's born? Mrs: Yes. Me: That's ****ing bonkers. With the dangers of pregnancy and childbirth? Mrs: Yes. Me: Well, when you buy a present off John Lewis, which you inevitably will rather than Primark, is it worth keeping the receipt? Mrs: Oh **** off grumpy. And yes, there was also a gender reveal and I ensured I was completely pissed before the reveal.
