When my mother-in-law (MIL), Margaret, offered to throw and plan a baby shower for me, I genuinely thought she was trying to be kind. But I should’ve known better because all she did was embarrass and paint me in a bad light in front of friends and family!
I was eight months pregnant, and everything hurt, my feet, my hips, and even my eyelashes felt sore! My OB kept telling me to rest more, so when Margaret leaned across my kitchen island one day and said, “Let me take this off your plate, sweetie. You just focus on resting and growing that baby,”
I almost started bawling right there over the sink full of dishes! My eyes went wide with surprise! I felt like maybe I was dropping the ball by not planning my baby shower myself. But I was exhausted and honestly relieved someone wanted to take over!
“Are you sure?” I asked tentatively, feeling uncertain of my MIL’s intentions but desperate for the help.
“Absolutely. It would be my honor!” she offered. “You just rest up, you and the baby need it.”
“Oh, Margaret! You have no idea how much this means to me!” I said, gladly relinquishing everything to her.
I gave her the guest list, the registry link, and a carefully curated Pinterest board for the theme, titled “Baby Harper’s Day.” I even offered to help set up if she needed it! She waved me off.
“Don’t worry, I’ve got it.”
