In almost everywhere in the world, baby showers are given by women for women who are about to have their first baby. In almost everywhere I go in the world, my friends/coworkers think it’s fun to make fun of me via semi-emasculating attempts at humor. Given this, my boss and the admin from our group bought a bunch of baby stuff for me, including diapers, baby shampoo, wipes, towels, and of course some sill baby shower crap like a baby balloon and a pink “daddy to be” sash.
Victory setting up before I got to the room
Victory giving me my basket of baby stuff
this one shows a bit more of my coworkers, from left to right there is me, Bola (African but I don’t know exactly where from), Chris (Greek south African), Torsten (German), Victory (south African), and Robin (English).
I just liked this one.
The people I work with also put together a little book with notes of encouragement and advice around being a dad, and also newspaper clippings of current events so I would remember what was going on when I became a dad. At the end of the day, I let the baby balloon go in canary wharf and watched it float up and over a skyscraper. There was no way I was taking that thing on the tube, and it kind of felt good watch it go.
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