Can't Have Too Many Baby Strollers

It was the strangest baby shower I had ever been to. The brunch was delicious and the rest of the ladies were chatty and pleasant, nothing weird there. The decorations were pretty pink to acknowledge what we had all found out prior to the event -our beloved Maggie would be having a little girl, a future baby shower attender if you will. Honestly, I had barely recovered from my own recent pregnancy and subsequent birth of a beautiful baby boy before I got whipped up in a whirlwind of everyone else I know getting pregnant. My sister, two cousins, and several close and nearly close friends. This was the first shower but everyone there knew the ball was rolling on everyone in our social circle becoming a parent. So I almost felt like something of a wise sage.