Cars, Car Seats and Strollers, Oh my!
Yesterday, I got the new, official "Mommy-Mobile." We traded in one SUV for a new one. My hubby graciously took over driving my little Celica (which I already miss), and will one of these days trade that in for something a little more family oriented. (But still cool.) Just one of the many sacrifices we as parents make... giving up the "cool" sports cars until the kids are out of car seats. (And then listening to them tell us all about how they want to drive our cool cars when they turn 16.)
I checked out Babies R Us the other day and there is just too much on the market! Between the car seats and the carriers and the strollers and the play pens..... AAAAAAHHHHHHH. A person could lose their mind! I had a plan when I went in, and as soon as they handed me the scanner, the plan went out the window. How was I supposed to carry the lists and guides they provide, and my notes, and my book with the ratings, and the scanner, and still have a free hand to see how heavy the stuff would be to carry and fold and.... and.... I finally gave up the ghost and will just have to return with reinforcements. My hubby always liked those scanner things anyway.
On a sort of related note, I've been trying to get myself mentally ready for this whole new experience. I keep getting stuck on the physical aspects of it though. The thought that there is a little life is growing inside me is enough to set my stomach into flip-flops (or is that her kicking me?). Taking it one step further, and thinking about actually giving birth, well, that's enough to make me stop thinking about it. I just can't wrap my head about the thought of the little one actually coming out of me. That, again, enough to flip the stomach.
So, in the meantime, I just keep checking to see how much the waistband has expanded, and fret about the lack of decent looking maternity clothes on the market. My mother-in-law pegged it when she said that she always thought that maternity clothes were designed by men who didn't like women or hated their mothers. I agree. In the meantime, I'll have to convince the boss of the office where I'll be headed back to work on Monday, that shorts and tank tops are acceptable office attire. (yeah, right.)
I checked out Babies R Us the other day and there is just too much on the market! Between the car seats and the carriers and the strollers and the play pens..... AAAAAAHHHHHHH. A person could lose their mind! I had a plan when I went in, and as soon as they handed me the scanner, the plan went out the window. How was I supposed to carry the lists and guides they provide, and my notes, and my book with the ratings, and the scanner, and still have a free hand to see how heavy the stuff would be to carry and fold and.... and.... I finally gave up the ghost and will just have to return with reinforcements. My hubby always liked those scanner things anyway.
On a sort of related note, I've been trying to get myself mentally ready for this whole new experience. I keep getting stuck on the physical aspects of it though. The thought that there is a little life is growing inside me is enough to set my stomach into flip-flops (or is that her kicking me?). Taking it one step further, and thinking about actually giving birth, well, that's enough to make me stop thinking about it. I just can't wrap my head about the thought of the little one actually coming out of me. That, again, enough to flip the stomach.
So, in the meantime, I just keep checking to see how much the waistband has expanded, and fret about the lack of decent looking maternity clothes on the market. My mother-in-law pegged it when she said that she always thought that maternity clothes were designed by men who didn't like women or hated their mothers. I agree. In the meantime, I'll have to convince the boss of the office where I'll be headed back to work on Monday, that shorts and tank tops are acceptable office attire. (yeah, right.)
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