I was grateful for all the generosity that came my way after baby Paul was born: some gifts in particular were especially treasured. Food was appreciated because that was one more meal I wouldn’t have to cook.
Baby clothes were great because that prolonged the time until I’d actually have to buy my son his own outfits (I lack the gene that makes me want to spend hours in the children’s section. I find shopping for baby clothes almost as tedious as shopping for men’s clothes, which is just the most boring thing in the world.)
Target gift cards were like manna from heaven because they could be used to buy diapers, formula, coffee, wine, cereal--all the things we needed. One friend just wordlessly took the baby from me and changed his diaper, to save me a trip from getting off the couch.
All of it was amazing.