Masondoggy, I hear you loud and clear.
I threw bridal and baby showers for my sis. She did nothing for me.
I told her that I could loan her our single stroller, infant carseat, changing table, crib, etc. when she asked although they decided to buy all new anyway. But still she knew I was ready to hand them over if the need be - and I went through ds’ clothes to give her too.
But when she received a huge box of baby clothes (sizes 0-24 months) in the mail from a friend she not once asked if I’d like to come over and see what I might like for ds. She said they had so many clothes it was like having “disposable clothing” - they literally had 60 t-shirts, 80 onesies, 12 overalls, 15 coats, etc.
She found cloth diapers in the box as well and when I showed interest (because I cloth diaper, she doesn’t want to) she said NO, I could not have them.
That’s just her. She’s very into herself. Always has been. I get sad and feel totally miserable when it happens but then I remind myself that she’s always been this way - why would I expect anything different?
I’d be hurt too…goodness, I was just reading your post.
When dd was born, I commented, “Oh, I’ve got the only door at the hospital that doesn’t have a baby decoration on it!” (You know - the ribbons and bows and balloons and “It’s a Girl!” sign? My mother commented, “Oh, you’ll get over it! It’s no big deal.” I did get over it. It wasn’t a big deal. Then ds was born and we came home to nothing - not even a blue balloon on tha mailbox.

It was like nobody cared. (Of course, sis wouldn’t have thought of doing anything on her own). Then sis had her baby, said the same thing I said, “Oh, I’ve got the only door at the hospital that doesn’t have a baby decoration on it!” and Mom runs down to the giftshop to buy one.
Humph.
Sometimes it’s the family oversights that hurt the most, isn’t it?