At one point, I looked down at my hands resting in my lap and realized I hadn’t opened a single gift myself.
Earlier that day, I’d been sad that my mother wouldn’t get to share the experience of being a grandmother.
Now I finally understood what Diane was doing.
She wasn’t simply making space for herself in our child’s life.
She was taking space away from me.
It was supposed to be my baby shower.
Our baby’s celebration.
But somehow, I’d become a spectator.
I looked across the room and caught Levi’s eye.
He had been watching everything.
This time, I didn’t smile reassuringly.
I didn’t shake my head to stop him.
I simply let him see how miserable I felt.
He began getting up.
But Diane tapped her glass again.
“Before we finish, I have one very special announcement!”
