So I've never met my new daughter-in-law, not even spoken with her on the phone. I will remedy that shortly, taking a trip to Ballston Spa when her baby is born. She is having a few bumps along the way, in and out of the hospital with eclampsia and gestational diabetes. A rough trip for one so young. I wanted to let her know that she is being thought about, that I sympathize with what she is going through. Somehow the flowers just didn't seem enough. I wanted to send her something for the baby too.
A baby shower in a box! As far as I know, she didn't have a baby shower. This would be perfect. problem is, how do you shop for someone you don't know? I asked Kiel (he met her) what her taste is like. Like trying to pull nails from a buried coffin. I kept picking up stuff and asking, "Do you think she would like this?"
About all that got me was that she is nothing like me and my taste is definitely not hers. Not helpful. I don't want to end up just sending gift cards. For one thing, its quite impersonal. For another, she is too sick to go shopping. Now what?
I must have looked at a bazillion things. After hours of dragging the boys from one store to another, I finally had enough stuff to fill the diaper bag I had at last settled on. I sure hoped she wouldn't hate it, but Kiel assured me she would like it. So I dropped in a little note of apology and wrapped it up.
At very least, perhaps it will bring a smile, even if its a giggle at her new mom-in-laws silly ideas.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
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