When Mike and I were set on just having one child, I gave away all my maternity clothes and 0-12 month clothes to my friend who had a baby last winter. She then gave all the clothes and gear to another friend, the friend who dumped me.
I gifted the clothing with no intention of receiving them back, as is what you should do when you give anything, especially baby clothing. I would never accept baby clothes if I knew I would have to return them. When I heard of the clothing’s current owner, I was deflated, not because she had the clothes, but that she hadn’t so much as passed an FYI my way. This was a perfect opportunity for her to say, “Hey, Mona! Guess who has everything Nathan wore during his first year!” or “Hey Mona! I can’t believe you amassed this huge wardrobe.” This is what would have happened if we lived in a perfect world where we all communicate like adults.
I know I certainly can’t communicate like an adult. You should see how long it takes me to to place my order at the Taco Bell drive-thru. You know how hard it is to choose how many tacos versus how many burritos I want in the #10 combo before the guy spits out through the ORDER HERE speaker, “DO YOU WANT IT JUST LIKE IT IS IN THE PICTURE, MA’AM?!?!”
GAWD SO MUCH PRESSURE!
I am not pregnant, but I plan to be. This planning is all consuming, especially when I have so little ready. I only have three maternity shirts and two maternity pants as well as a handful of baby clothes.
This is where I am starting like when I was first pregnant with Nathan. I have a little more money and a lot more knowledge on navigating through Craigslist. I will also buy real maternity clothes instead of fashioning a wardrobe out of my husband’s collection of Bite of Seattle sweatshirts.
I picked up a toy for baby number 2, a 1967 Fisher Price Roly Poly Chime Ball.
I love the retro typography and what phenomenal condition it is for being over 40 years old. I also love that many months from now, hands much smaller than mine will push it around and I’ll be an audience to such wonderful music.