This past weekend, my friends threw my husband and me a baby shower. And it was perfect—we were surrounded by loved ones, ate delicious food and listened to great music without a diaper cake in sight. I ended the evening feeling supported, excited and ready for a good night’s sleep (hey, two out of three isn’t too bad).
But I have to admit that it took me a while to feel comfortable with the idea of having a shower. That’s because I find baby—like bridal—showers inherently problematic. Specifically, how antiquated and unnecessarily exclusive they are.
Don’t get me wrong—getting married and having a child are absolutely causes for celebration. And let’s not dismiss the necessity of these events for many people—starting a new life with your partner or bringing a new life into this world can be expensive and asking friends and family to contribute is beyond helpful. (I’m talking more about diapers here and not, you know, a fancy gravy boat.)
But isn’t there something a little…old-fashioned about these showers? As if society is congratulating women on finally fulfilling their womanly duty and, as such, they should be rewarded with gifts and cake.