Did You Use all that Stuff??

I’ve had two babies now, and while I’m by no means an expert, I think I’ve finally figured something out, something I’ve seen on dozens of mom blogs and had my own mom tell me hundreds of times (while I’ve rocked back and forth in a corner in a panic as I wept over having nothing for the impending baby). Babies don’t really need a lot. Really. I think I might have even said this at some point, but I’m not entirely sure I believed it. You might recall my little list of stuff that I really wanted waaaaaaay back last August (wow…almost a year ago!). Now, the list wasn’t very long (unlike my registry, which was big, then small, then huge again when I was told I was having a surprise baby shower a week after M. was born and had to register for some stuff), but one has to wonder if I actually use those very particular items that I really, really wanted.

breastpump

So, first of all, the breast pump. I, very inexpensively, bought the Medela Pump In Style Advanced from my cousin several months ago and I use it three times a day, five days a week at work (and let me just say, work has been awesome about my pumping). I really like this pump. I don’t don’t get a ton when I pump – I’m lucky if I get just enough for M. for the next day while I’m at work – but I feel as though a lesser pump would probably have totally messed up my supply and we’d be formula feeding right now. It’s comfortable, efficient, and I like that it comes in a pretty discreet looking black shoulder bag. If you’re in the market for a pump, or your insurance company provides you with a choice in what you can pick, totally go for Medela.

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Second we had the Moby wrap. Holy freaking God-send. I love this thing. I had originally received a homemade one from my cousin (the one who sold me the breast pump) and unfortunately, I’m a bit wider than her (she’s like, a fitness rock star), and it didn’t fit me all that well. Bummer. BUT my really lovely co-workers through me a baby shower, and as one of my gifts, a friend gave me her very gently used Moby, which fits perfectly.

But back to the wrap.

I’ve read about a lot of people finding it difficult to use, lots of fabric, tough wrap around, too hot for baby, yada yada yada. I have not had any of these issues. After looking at the booklet of directions that came with it and a couple of YouTube videos, I was golden. There is a lot of fabric and I don’t consider the wrap “poppable” (i.e. you can easily put baby in and out without rewrapping), BUT the advantages (super calm, happy, sleepy baby) outweigh the disadvantages. Also, in the super hot weather we’ve had in the last couple of days, I haven’t noticed any baby discomfort and I’m not uncomfortable, either, though honestly, everywhere we go when it’s really hot is either air conditioned or in the water, so there isn’t a huge chance for baby and me to get too hot.

Third, we had the car seat, and we went with the one our friends had. It’s cute and safe – all I could ask for.

cosleeper

Fourth, the Arms Reach Co-Sleeper. We did buy this and we do use it…most of the time. M. does go to bed in his own space much better than E. ever did (she was sleeping in my hospital bed after she was born, for Pete’s sake). That said, there are plenty of nights were I end up pulling M. into bed with me, letting me snuggle in the crook of my arm.

Was it worth the money spent (about $160)? Well, between the storage in the bottom (we have limited storage space) and the amount of time M. actually uses it, I’d say, so far, yes, but it also depends how long M. is able to use the co-sleeper. If I only get six months out of it, I don’t know if it will have been worth it for our family.

clothdiapers

Finally, the cloth diapers. While I had thought we would have to spend a whole bunch of money on them, it ended up not being a whole lot. I bought about 10 cloth pocket diapers (a waterproof cloth shell with a microfiber insert) from my cousin (yep, same cousin as before) for about $30 and then my mom gave me a dozen for Christmas. I was also given a dozen gDiapers from a friend at work (the same friend who gave me her Moby).

Do we use the cloth diapers? Heck yes we do! Do we use them all the time? Nope, but only because we were given a crap ton of disposables (which we STILL haven’t gotten all the way through). As soon as the disposables are gone/no longer fit, I’m cloth diapering exclusively.

I love, love, love the brand of cloth diaper we use (Kawaii). They’re inexpensive (less than $6 a diaper), hold up well, don’t leak, and are pretty cute (always important, right?). I also enjoyed the gDiapers when M. was smaller, but I felt they were a bit leakier and I didn’t like how I would have had to buy larger sizes as M. got bigger if I had decided to use those (I just had size small, which only goes up to 14 lbs., so they’re too small for M. now).

So, I think that about covers it all. There are a few other things I had wanted and ended up getting and loving (my Boppy, for one), but this post is already way too long. So far, I’m really happy that I don’t have any useless baby items, and I’m hoping when we go round three (yep, I’m already thinking about another kiddo) we won’t have much of anything to buy!

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A Birth Story

I’ve been absent for a bit, as some who occasionally browse this blog may have noticed. Considering the prodigious number of posts I’ve done on the impending arrival of my new little man, you might be able to guess the reason for my absence.

Finally, finally, finally, after 42 weeks even of pregnancy, our man arrived February 22nd at 12:56 pm. He was 9 lbs 13 oz and 22 3/4 inches long. A big boy for sure! However, he was  (and is) completely and utterly perfect.

The big question now might be if I got my VBAC or not. Wow, well, where to begin with that story. The short answer might be disappointing – no, I did not get my VBAC. However, I’m not sad about it, as I might have thought I would be a few months ago (or even a few weeks ago).

This is how it all went down.

As I entered my February break from work still pregnant and went to my last prenatal appointment that Tuesday, I was pretty much at my breaking point emotionally. I felt like I was never going to go into labor naturally. I just wanted my baby in my arms. My OB gave me the option of scheduling a c-section for Friday and if I went into labor before then, then I could proceed with attempting my VBAC as planned. If I didn’t schedule a c-section for Friday then I’d have to schedule one for the following Monday.

After a lot of thought, I went ahead and scheduled a section for Friday. I was having tremendous amounts of anxiety and just felt that if I didn’t go into labor on my own by Friday it likely wasn’t going to happen before Monday.

Well, lo-and-behold, I went into labor on my own (a big achievement, in my mind, since I felt I might not be capable of going into labor by myself) Thursday night. I went in to the hospital at my scheduled time for my c-section, but explained that I had started labor and was hoping that we could see how things were going to progress and possible even let me go home. My OB was on board so long as I had another biophysical profile done to check on the status of the baby.

Well, while the baby seemed to be doing pretty well, he was still measuring very large and his amniotic fluid was super low. My OB was very firm in that she wanted me to have a c-section, almost to the point where I felt a bit betrayed by her 180 degree turn on the VBAC front. That said, I was starting to feel like a c-section might be the best course of action…under certain stipulations.

I wanted, if there was nothing immediately wrong with the baby, to have him given to me right away. No whisking the baby off to be vigorously dried off, poked and prodded, and wrapped up tight so there was a thick swaddling blanket between the two of us as my husband dangled him overhead. I wanted the baby passed to me, I wanted to take him in my arms, just as I would if he had been born naturally, and have him lain across my chest, skin to skin. My OB agreed.

Everything happened very quickly after that. I signed consent forms, had an IV put in, talked to anesthesiology, got prepped for surgery, met a variety of nurses and doctors, and in what felt like a matter of seconds (though it was really probably just a bit over an hour) was taken into the OR.

I felt okay until I came into the OR. It didn’t feel regret or anything, but the sudden gravity of what was about to happen hit me in full force. A mix of “Holy crap I’m about to have a baby” and “Holy crap they’re about to slice me wide open.” I shook. I shook hard. I asked repeatedly, as they gave me a spinal, laid me down on the operating table, felt my legs and abdomen go numb, where my husband was, when I’d get to see him, when he’d be with me. I needed his strength and comfort. I tried really hard not to cry.

But eventually the hubs arrived, took my hands, and tried to not show his own nerves. I felt so relieved with him beside me, especially at first, but as we started to wait for the baby’s arrival, my anxiousness started rise once again.

For one, I still had a cold. I had been getting these nasty colds on and off throughout my pregnancy (you may recall my brutal sinus infection at the very beginning), and this one wasn’t too bad, but it led to a really stuffy nose and a cough. Have you ever needed to cough while having a spinal? Really, really uncomfortable and weird. Between that and the stuffy nose I felt like I was having an asthma attack, but because my oxygen was fine, there really wasn’t anything they could do.

Eventually, however, it didn’t matter, because my doctor began to deliver our little boy. I didn’t get to see him right away, because, of course, that blue curtain was in the way, but a few moments later, the curtain was quickly lowered and my little one was thrust into my arms, bloody, squirming, and shrieking his head off. Perfect.

He lay atop my chest and started to relax, nestling into my arms, falling asleep. I cried as I kissed his surprisingly hairy little head and told him repeatedly, almost idiotically, how beautiful he was. I’ve never experienced natural birth, and now that I’ve had a second cesarean, I likely never will, but I know there is supposed to be high after you give birth. Maybe what I felt wasn’t the same, like I said, I’ll never know, but I was about as high as Mt. Freaking Everest in that moment, and trust me, it wasn’t the pain killers.

I got to hold my little man while the stitched me back up and got cleaned up. After a bit a nurse took him for just a moment to weight and measure him, then he was promptly returned to my arms and we were wheeled into recovery. Once in recovery I started to nurse him (a struggle at first, but now, nearly eight weeks later, we’re going strong) and bonding really began.

As I finish writing this (it’s taken me a few weeks, coming back and forth), I’m getting ready to start my last week of maternity leave. It’s been an amazing journey so far. I remember changing and learning a lot when E. was born (who, by the way, is an all star big sister), and the same is happening this time. I have learned so much about myself as a person and a mother. I am slowly coming to realize what is important, what my strengths are, and, most certainly, my weaknesses. Above all, I’ve come to see even more strongly, just how precious my little family is and how very lucky we are. I wouldn’t change it for anything and I’d happily do it all over again.

Week 34

Week 34 (December 28 – January 4) 

Estimated Due Date: February 8th, 2013

Symptoms: I’ve been getting really crampy, as well as have more Braxton Hicks. Also, breast tenderness has resurfaced.

Body Changes: Achey hips and pelvic joints

Cravings: Carby carb carb carbs

High Point:  The hubs brought home a box of baby clothes from a friend at his work. It was so nice to add some cute little outfits to our collection. I think we’ve got everything we need now, at least for the first few months. I also got a ton of cleaning and organizing done New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day. It felt amazing to get everything straightened out just the way I wanted it.

Low Point: I went back to work on the 2nd, and while that was nice, I felt like my entire body had been beaten with a bat when I got home. Not a good feeling. Thankfully subsequent work days haven’t been as bad.

What I did to prepare this week: Tons and tons and tons of cleaning and organizing. My mom came over and helped me get my kitchen in order (and did an amazing job cleaning out my rather disgusting fridge). That was Monday. On Tuesday, I put away baby clothes, organized cloth diapers, got my bedroom set up to accomadate the co-sleeper, whenever we go out to buy that, started packing my hospital bag, organized E.’s toys and cleaned up her room, cleaned my bathrooms, scrubbed the living daylights out of my stove, and pretty much did up the whole house. I’d love to get some dusting done this coming weekend…

Paranoid Moment: I’m doing okay here.

What’s going on “in there”: The folks at BabyCenter say: “Your baby now weighs about 4 3/4 pounds (like your average cantaloupe) and is almost 18 inches long. Her fat layers — which will help regulate her body temperature once she’s born — are filling her out, making her rounder. Her skin is also smoother than ever. Her central nervous system is maturing and her lungs are continuing to mature as well. If you’ve been nervous about preterm labor, you’ll be happy to know that babies born between 34 and 37 weeks who have no other health problems generally do fine. They may need a short stay in the neonatal nursery and may have a few short-term health issues, but in the long run, they usually do as well as full-term babies.”

Week 33

Week 33 (December 21 – December 28) 

Estimated Due Date: February 8th, 2013

Symptoms: I’ve been getting really crampy, as well as have more Braxton Hicks. Also, breast tenderness has resurfaced.

Body Changes: Achey hips and pelvic joints

Cravings: Carby carb carb carbs

High Point:  Christmas came and went, and it was lovely. I couldn’t help but think (and hear from lots of people) that this time next year we’d have another little one to shower with love and junk amazing gifts. It has been hard to believe that this was our last holiday season as a family of three.

Low Point: It’s been smooth sailing here.

What I did to prepare this week: I got a really super awesome gift of a TON of cloth diapers (this brand, specifically) from my mom and dad. I also got to officially open my gifts from the hub’s grandparents, my Boppy pillow and some bottles. It was exciting to finally take home a substantial amount of baby gear!

Paranoid Moment: Paranoia manifested itself very differently this pregnancy versus my last. With E., I was constantly afraid something horrible was wrong with her. It got ridiculous, actually, and I blame a lot of that on my watching waaaaay too much Law and Order: SVU. This time around, I’m confident that the baby will be very healthy and totally fine, but I’m having a hard time doing things like driving places and not worrying about possible risks to myself, my daughter, and husband. I go through spouts where I’m afraid something terrible will happen to one of us and it’s almost immobilizing. It’s only been recently that I’ve realized this is probably my late pregnancy paranoia setting in and will clear within a few weeks to a month or so after the baby is born (just like it did with E.). For now I just have to ignore that nagging voice in my head.

What’s going on “in there”: The folks at BabyCenter say: “This week your baby weighs a little over 4 pounds (heft a pineapple) and has passed the 17-inch mark. He’s rapidly losing that wrinkled, alien look and his skeleton is hardening. The bones in his skull aren’t fused together, which allows them to move and slightly overlap, thus making it easier for him to fit through the birth canal. (The pressure on the head during birth is so intense that many babies are born with a conehead-like appearance.) These bones don’t entirely fuse until early adulthood, so they can grow as his brain and other tissue expands during infancy and childhood.”

Week 32

Week 32 (December 14 – December 21) 

Estimated Due Date: February 8th, 2013

Symptoms: The babe is starting to do those twisty movements where I feel like my entire belly is shifting position. I’ve also been getting really crampy, as well as have more Braxton Hicks.

Body Changes: Achey hips and pelvic joints

Cravings: Carby carb carb carbs

High Point:  We had many lovely festivities at school and then Christmas break began! And I had a lovely appointment with my midwives in Bridgton. As always, it went well.

Low Point: Things have been cruising along nicely, and other than starting to feel a wee bit crampy (like, menstrual cramps), things have been good. I have been worrying that the cramps could be an indicator of early labor, but so far so good.

What I did to prepare this week: While I am very much aware of my pregnancy, Christmas has overshadowed a lot.

Paranoid Moment: None that I can think of.

What’s going on “in there”: The folks at BabyCenter say: “By now, your baby weighs 3.75 pounds (pick up a large jicama) and is about 16.7 inches long, taking up a lot of space in your uterus. You’re gaining about a pound a week and roughly half of that goes right to your baby. In fact, she’ll gain a third to half of her birth weight during the next 7 weeks as she fattens up for survival outside the womb. She now has toenails, fingernails, and real hair (or at least respectable peach fuzz). Her skin is becoming soft and smooth as she plumps up in preparation for birth.”

Week 29

*Note: I’m about six weeks behind at this point…which is crazy to think about, because I’ve only got about six weeks left!

Week 29 (November 23 – November 30) 

Estimated Due Date: February 8th, 2013

Symptoms: Braxton-Hicks and lots and lots of movement!

Body Changes: Growing a belly and more milk production

Cravings: Carby carb carb carbs

High Point:  My mom got to come with me to one of my birth classes this week! The hubs had to work and since my mom is my fill in birth partner until the hubs is able to show up, should he be at work when the whole show starts, I thought it would be cool for her to go (rather than be alone). My mom has such a great sense of humor about stuff and is really supportive, so having her there was really nice. I think my birth classmates enjoyed having her there, as well.

Oh, and update – I passed my glucose test 🙂

Low Point: Overall, this was a pretty great week.

What I did to prepare this week:  Some organization, making of lists…the usual.

Paranoid Moment: None that I can think of.

What’s going on “in there”: The folks at BabyCenter say: “Your baby now weighs about 2 1/2 pounds (like a butternut squash) and is a tad over 15 inches long from head to heel. His muscles and lungs are continuing to mature, and his head is growing bigger to make room for his developing brain. To meet his increasing nutritional demands, you’ll need plenty of protein, vitamins C, folic acid, and iron. And because his bones are soaking up lots of calcium, be sure to drink your milk (or find another good source of calcium, such as cheese, yogurt, or enriched orange juice). This trimester, about 250 milligrams of calcium are deposited in your baby’s hardening skeleton each day.”

Week 26

Week 26 (November 2 – November 9) 

Estimated Due Date: February 8th, 2013

Symptoms: About the same

Body Changes: I might be the cutest pregnant lady ever. Or at least the cutest pregnant me.

Cravings: Carby carb carb carbs

High Point:  We started our birth ed. classes this week! We’re taking them through the Birth House in Bridgton, ME and the first class left a great impression on us. It was a much more intimate and relaxed set up than the class we took when I was pregnant with E. (which I took mostly because it was free) and I feel like the focus was far more on the inner workings of your mind rather than just the mechanics of birth (which I’m pretty familiar with at this point). While it was definitely a different experience for the hubs, I think he appreciates the fact that taking class styled as this one is helping me deal with my fears about labor and attempting a VBAC.

Low Point: A pretty good week overall.

What I did to prepare this week: Started those birth classes!!

Paranoid Moment: I’ve been feeling pretty good about life and pregnancy this week.

What’s going on “in there”: The folks at BabyCenter say: “The network of nerves in your baby’s ears is better developed and more sensitive than before. He may now be able to hear both your voice and your partner’s as you chat with each other. He’s inhaling and exhaling small amounts of amniotic fluid, which is essential for the development of his lungs. These so-called breathing movements are also good practice for when he’s born and takes that first gulp of air. And he’s continuing to put on baby fat. He now weighs about a pound and two-thirds and measures 14 inches (an English hothouse cucumber) from head to heel. If you’re having a boy, his testicles are beginning to descend into his scrotum — a trip that will take about two to three days.”

Week 25 (and I’m way behind!!)

Week 25  (October 27 – November 2) 

Estimated Due Date: February 8th, 2013

Symptoms: Movement and some minor milk production (very exciting)

Body Changes: Nothing huge this week

Cravings: Carby carb carb carbs

High Point: My really awesome cousin, Kate, sent me a package that had a Moby wrap, a breast pump with all the essential gear, and some cloth diapers. I’m pretty sure I posted about this before and how much of a HUGE life saver this was (I paid –  or will pay when my check finally reaches her – a mere fraction of the price for those things than I would have if I bought everything new or even used from a stranger…and I wouldn’t have bought a used breast pump from someone I didn’t completely trust), but it’s worth saying again. It was a HUGE life saver.

Low Point: This was a pretty good, easy going week.

What I did to prepare this week: I got my goodies from my cousin, put them away, and did my best to see if I could figure out how the breast pump worked – think I got it covered.

Paranoid Moment: Feeling pretty good about life this week.

What’s going on “in there”: The folks at BabyCenter say: “Head to heels, your baby now measures about 13 1/2 inches. Her weight — a pound and a half — isn’t much more than an average rutabaga, but she’s beginning to exchange her long, lean look for some baby fat. As she does, her wrinkled skin will begin to smooth out and she’ll start to look more and more like a newborn. She’s also growing more hair — and if you could see it, you’d now be able to discern its color and texture.”

Week 20

Week 20  (September 24 – October 1)

Esitmated Due Date: February 8th, 2013

Symptoms: Lots and lots of movement! And I’m starting to get Braxton-Hicks contractions…more on that in a bit!

Body Changes: My belly be popping…but I still feel like I look just fat sometimes 😦

Cravings: Carbs, meat, and my sweet tooth is starting to resurface a bit, mostly wanting chocolate.

High Point: I saw my OB this week and I love how every time I leave her office I feel great about my pregnancy. She said I looked great, the baby looked great (based on my ultrasound results from the week before), and that everything appeared to be going well. As confident as I feel most of the time during this pregnancy, nothing quite compares to your doctor telling you that everything is just fine. It was also really good to know that my weight gain is on par with what my OB wants to see, both because I don’t want to gain a lot of weight during this pregnancy and also because it will help with my chances in having a VBAC.

Low Point: I had to get a flu shot :-(. Also, I had a scare on the 28th. I started having Braxton-Hicks contractions that morning as I was driving to work, though, at the time, I didn’t fully realize they were just Braxton-Hicks. I didn’t have contractions like that when I was pregnant with E. Maybe some light cramping, but not actual contractions of my uterus. While painless, they felt really, really weird and made me nervous. I called my OB’s office after I got to work and they recommended that I drink lots of fluids (I had been drinking ALL morning) and that I get some rest or at least try to sit a lot. I tried not to laugh really hard at these suggestions (I work in special education…we don’t sit) and talked to my head teacher. She told me to go home. I did. I went home and pretty much slept from 10 to 2 and woke up having more painless contractions. Thoroughly unnerved, I called my OB’s office and the nurse I spoke with suggested I head to a local ER.

At the ER they checked all the goods and the baby’s heart rate. Everything looked good. Michael sounded perfect (though it took the ER doc FOREVER to find the heartbeat because I’m pretty sure he’d never used a doppler before in his life). While I was told several times everything was fine, they weren’t exactly reassuring when I asked why I was having these contractions. They said it wasn’t uncommon for women to have Braxton-Hicks at this point in pregnancy (and my mom said she had the same kind of contractions with me around the same point in her pregnancy), but if I were in preterm labor there wasn’t a whole lot they could do for me. Well, geez, thanks. That’s reassuring.

I get that at twenty weeks a baby’s viability is virtually non-existant, but I sort of feel like when you’re telling a pregnant lady who’s just had a scare that she’s just having Braxton-Hicks contractions and to chill, you shouldn’t add that had she had a real problem you wouldn’t have been able to do anything to help. A little annoying.

What I did to prepare this week: Not a whole lot… We’re at the point where we need to buy a LOT of stuff, but we’ve pretty much been told to wait until after Christmas to make most of our purchases. Ugh. It’s hard to wait.

Paranoid Moment: Other than the Braxton-Hicks incident on the 28th, not a whole lot of paranoia going on. And after the trip to the ER, I’ve felt pretty confident.

What’s going on “in there”: The folks at BabyCenter say: “Your baby weighs about 10 1/2 ounces now. He’s also around 6 1/2 inches long from head to bottom and about 10 inches from head to heel — the length of a banana. (For the first 20 weeks, when a baby’s legs are curled up against his torso and hard to measure, measurements are taken from the top of his head to his bottom — the “crown to rump” measurement. After 20 weeks, he’s measured from head to toe.)

He’s swallowing more these days, which is good practice for his digestive system. He’s also producing meconium, a black, sticky by-product of digestion. This gooey substance will accumulate in his bowels, and you’ll see it in his first soiled diaper (some babies pass meconium in the womb or during delivery).”

 

The Dangers of Creating a Registry

First of all, first time moms, in my opinion, are at a distinct disadvantage when creating a registry…Or at least I was. I registered for, you know, the usual stuff: a playpen, a swing, a bouncy seat, diaper bag, stroller, first aid stuff, etc. Great. I sort of feel like I should have just registered for wine and earplugs (Kidding! I mean, I was only 20 when E. was born. 😉 ).

I didn’t think very much about allllllll the other stuff I would need desperately once E. was here. Like lanolin. Holy nipples of fire, did I need lanolin. Or wipes. Everyone will give you lots of diapers (or at least they did me), but no one buys you wipes. And you need them. Another good registry add-on: extra burp clothes or pre-fold cloth diapers, the catch-alls of babyhood. Also, if you choose to use pacifiers, perhaps stock in Nuk or Mam, because those suckers (ha) disappear like socks out of the drier. You swear you put it down on the dresser, but now, literally five seconds later, the dang paci has evaporated into thin air.

See, these are the less cute or fancy things I did not think about (or even really know about) registering as a first time mom. Hindsight is 20/20, right? Well, I’m registering again for this baby, mostly because I wanted one place to keep a running tally of I wanted/needed AND take advantage of the Target (with whom I registered) discount I would get later on for anything that was on my registry that hadn’t been purchased (totally brilliant, right?). I’m not expecting or particularly wanting a second baby shower, so there really isn’t a real reason to make a registry (though, I did send it to my mom, because, you know, she’s my mom). Anyway, the problem does not lie within why I’m creating the registry. It’s the registry itself.

With the memory of all the additional little, less fun things I realized I needed once I brought E. home, I’ve suddenly become overwhelmed with tracking down breast milk bags, lanolin, wipes, and cloth diapers (though I haven’t registered for these at Target, because, just so you’re aware, they have a crummy cloth diaper selection). I’m running through my registry, then running through the baby section of the Target website to see something I might have missed. Aaah! How will I store pureed baby food?! Double aaah!! How will I puree the pureed baby food!! (By the way, I have a blender, so really, I’m not sure why this came up as an issue for me…)

Okay, so maybe I’m getting a little ridiculous. Maybe. But this is what happens when you get to week 21 of your pregnancy, you and your husband realize you have, like 19 weeks TOPS left, and other than those big items you received nearly five years ago, which are awesome and so nice to have, but aren’t, like, essential. Clothes, which we don’t have any of, at this point, are essential. A car seat is essential. A place for the baby to sleep is essential…and we really don’t have an ideal sleeping arrangement just yet. Diapers are essential. Food storage stuff. Someplace to put poopy diapers!

I know that, in time, things will come together. We’ve lined up certain items and are just waiting for the opportunities to grab ahold of them. I know that I will be gifted some stuff. I know that, in the end, the most important thing to bring home is that baby, and babies don’t really care much about what’s around them except for boobies and a soft place to lie down.

Both of which I could currently provide.