By now I'm sure you know my feelings about Babies R Us- I hate that place (and that's putting it lightly)! It's like the mecca for soon-to-be/new parents, but it's pretty much a nightmare for everyone else. If you haven't been to one take my word for it AND remember, if you have the choice between Babies R Us or Target, ALWAYS, I'll repeat, ALWAYS, choose Target.
Anyway, lately I've been bouncing around from shower to shower- the majority being for babies and it has been exhausting. Not only do I have to seek out the perfect themed gift (which I take very seriously) but I also have to dedicate a few hours to the event itself. Please don't take this rant to mean that I don't enjoy showers...because I definitely do, I just prefer they be spaced out. I'm not exaggerating when I say I've been to 4 in the past month and a half- it's intense! I used to look forward to the cute invitations when they came in the mail, but now they present themselves like a dark cloud with a chance of downpour over my day! I hate that I feel this way!
So, what is the point of all this? Well...I'm feeling especially guilty for sending in my regret for an upcoming shower (a family one at that)! This was my first invite to one of Jake's family events as his wife and I really wanted to go and sort of be part of the family yatta yatta yatta. But this weekend in particular I have a wedding the day before just couldn't do it. Every once and awhile we have to realize our limitations- and after I put together her gift (I'll be sending one in my absence of course) I just don't know that I can recoop in time for the event itself on Sunday. Needless to say, my sister-in-law has excused my absence, but I still feel awful!