Well now I want to know if it turned out to be a boy or girl!
The cake was pink. IT'S A GIRL
I know that a lot of folks that have posted don't feel like this is a good idea. But really, for our extended family, it was wonderful. They are a "no pressure" "low maintenence" kind of couple and everyone was hoping for a girl. It was good to find out together. They would have felt just as blessed if it had been a boy.
I don't know about everyone else, but when it seems like all the focus is on what's wrong with the world in general or just your neighbor, it's really nice when you hear about the good things. Congratulations to your family.
LOL. I'm old luvsjack, back in the good old days we didn't have partys at the drop of the hat and finding out the sex of my kid was considered a very private affair.
So sorry no I do not think it's super special or warrants a big family party. And by the time kid 3 came around, all this mom of stair steps wanted was 5 minutes in the bathtub without some one saying "mommy, mommy, mommy".
I would have konked my dh in the head with a frying pan had he come home and said he had invited 20 people over for a party.
LOL. When I had my second the girl in the room had a birthing party.are you kidding? You think I would want a host of my friends a family looking like hell with my legs up in stirrups.
And yes being pregnant was an exciting time FOR ME. Did my girlfriends think it was as thrilling as me? I think not, and not a lot of them where in a rush to exchange positions. See we conviently forget about the majority of not so exciting things (barfing, swollen ankles, tender girls, hot flashes, peeing every 3 seconds, need I go on)
It's like those new moms who insist on whipping out pictures every time they think their kid did some thing so adorable. Sure you think it's absolutely hysterical that jr is covered in spaghetti sauce, for the rest of us who have to sit through 75 pictures and a blow by blow description. Nah, not so much.
There is a reason why it's called "oversharing".
Nope. I am happily old fashioned. and yes I know life is short I'm a widow and the funny thing about that is, the times I treasure are NOT the big parties and phoney celebrations. The things I mourn are when me and dh told jokes in bed, laughing so hard we woke the kids up, the Sundays sitting in the back yard during the summer without any family just him, me and the kids eating crabs with our hands, calling him up on the phone at work making a "date" in Philly at a local bar or when my oldest son hit the game winning home run at the bottom of the 9th with 2 outs.
for most people who realize life is short, it's the everyday NON party days that they mourn. Ironic isn't it. we go through all this hoopla trying to make thing "memorable" and usually it's not what makes us smile.
but I enjoy all of life's celebrations. Whether its the non-party, every day variety or the blow out celebrations that call for cake. 
). That to me is more special that cutting a cake for 80 people who are finding out at the same time as me. But that's just me. If other people want their parties and blue or pink cakes, let them do it! If you hate the idea of a gender reveal party, it's simple, don't have one or go to one.
LOL. I'm old luvsjack, back in the good old days we didn't have partys at the drop of the hat and finding out the sex of my kid was considered a very private affair.
So sorry no I do not think it's super special or warrants a big family party. And by the time kid 3 came around, all this mom of stair steps wanted was 5 minutes in the bathtub without some one saying "mommy, mommy, mommy".
I would have konked my dh in the head with a frying pan had he come home and said he had invited 20 people over for a party.
LOL. When I had my second the girl in the room had a birthing party.
And yes being pregnant was an exciting time FOR ME. Did my girlfriends think it was as thrilling as me? I think not, and not a lot of them where in a rush to exchange positions. See we conviently forget about the majority of not so exciting things (barfing, swollen ankles, tender girls, hot flashes, peeing every 3 seconds, need I go on)
It's like those new moms who insist on whipping out pictures every time they think their kid did some thing so adorable. Sure you think it's absolutely hysterical that jr is covered in spaghetti sauce, for the rest of us who have to sit through 75 pictures and a blow by blow description. Nah, not so much.
There is a reason why it's called "oversharing".
Nope. I am happily old fashioned. and yes I know life is short I'm a widow and the funny thing about that is, the times I treasure are NOT the big parties and phoney celebrations. The things I mourn are when me and dh told jokes in bed, laughing so hard we woke the kids up, the Sundays sitting in the back yard during the summer without any family just him, me and the kids eating crabs with our hands, calling him up on the phone at work making a "date" in Philly at a local bar or when my oldest son hit the game winning home run at the bottom of the 9th with 2 outs.
for most people who realize life is short, it's the everyday NON party days that they mourn. Ironic isn't it. we go through all this hoopla trying to make thing "memorable" and usually it's not what makes us smile.
Eliza, I'm so sorry. I did not know your husband had passed away.
I agree with you, it's the little things that are usually most memorable.
Yup. It's all attention ...
And I'm sure "baby showers" were originally just one of your family members just stopping by to drop off hand-me-downs...
Ah, but here's the rub... this entire generation has been conditioned to reveal every bleeping moment of their day to everyone possibly interested via Facebook, Twatter, etc. No such thing as privacy or intimacy, or even decorum anymore. That horse is out of the barn.
