Ever since we found out Baby Perry was going to be a girl (or, already was, as the case is), I have started looking at little dresses and outfits. Not being a girly girl myself, I would have never wanted to wear such things when I was a baby. But seriously, pink seersucker and madras shorts....for a baby!!!? And the little sweater sets??? So. Awesome. I need to be rich so that I can dress my kid up in all these cute little outfits. Some Tanbark friends (David's mom's neighborhood) have given us a cute little dress and a cupcake onesie. Cute.
David's mom bought me some clothes this past weekend. She wanted to make sure I had something to wear as I get bigger. Awesome. She is amazing. I hate trying on clothes. Wonder if I could just wear sweatpants to work.
Tanbark people are also giving us a crib, changing table, high chair, swing, pack and play and some other assorted toys/mobiles/tables that I haven't yet identified. I don't know what half this baby stuff is. We are absolutely blessed and thrilled to have such wonderful friends, and hope to pay it forward when the time comes.
Our house is still on the market and we've had a number of showings recently, which is awesome news. I guess it's really only awesome if one of them ends up buying our house, since otherwise it's really just a pain in the ass. But good feedback lately has caused us to prepare our budgeting strategy and go look at some homes. Can't wait. Excited. Nervous. Broke. But it would be amazing to have our own home that isn't attached to another home, with a yard and a garage and a kitchen bigger than a bathroom stall. Oh, and a bathroom with a double sink. I hope this goes fast, because I am getting bigger and this baby is going to come soon. I'm sure I'll feel like a beached whale in no time.
I am confused about strollers. There are so many options, of which I am glad. I'm not a pack mule. Travel systems and bases and frames, and all I know is that I want cup holders. And the baby to be walking when she comes out. I am confused about the billing of UNC Hospitals. I don't know whether to hold Baby Perry back from kindergarten a year, and she's not born yet. I need to talk to her I guess to see what her opinion is. This is no democracy, but input from the kid will be important nonetheless and I'm sure that someday in the future I'll wish I never said that.
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