I don't know why, but up until this past weekend, TH and I have been in a kind of denial/procrastination/laziness/too-busy-to-think-about-it state of mind about our impending change of status from "We have a kid" to "We have children." The pregnancy has been (knock on wood) pretty much uneventful, complication free, and easy. We've talked about the baby a lot, argued over names, started explaining to J how we're going to be ruining his life soon, scheduled maternity leave....but other than that we have done nothing to prepare for this kid. NOTHING. This being the second time around, I think we've lulled ourselves into thinking that we have all the stuff we need, especially since we know it's another boy. But this weekend, fueled by a doctor appointment on Friday where they officially switched me to every 2 weeks visits instead of every month and oh my God we're at THAT stage already and holy crap there's only TWELVE WEEKS LEFT!!!!! we actually looked around and realized our newborn baby inventory is a bit...paltry.
Dresser/changing table? Check.
High chair, Exersaucer, rocking chair, cute little sage-green hamper? Check, check, check, and check (although the hamper's a little ratty since the cats use it as a scratching post. They love wicker.)
Pack N Play? Check. But...usable? I think there was a little mattress insert deal that we can't find now, like a lot of things it disappeared while we were moving. Or is it in the garage? Okay, check for now, but we'll see.
Newborn and 0-3 months baby clothes? Umm, check? No, wait. I gave away the majority of those to my friend who had twins when J was a year old. She lives in Georgia now. Oops.
Bottles? Nope. Threw them all away while dancing and drinking wine, during what we'll call the "So Happy to Be Done With Bottles and Pumping" party.
Speaking of pumping....Breast pump? Nope again. With J I rented a pump from the hospital because every month I thought I wasn't going to be able to keep pumping for another month, so I never bought one. Now that I know I can pump for a year, I guess I need to buy a breast pump.
Pacifiers, diapers, bouncy seat, basinette, baby tub? Nope, nope, broken, never had one, threw it away when we were moving.
Nursery decorated in any way? Nope. We know what colors we want, what bedding we want, even the lampshade we want. Now, we just have to get off our rear ends and put our grand decorating plans into action. As soon as I have some energy. Riiiiight.
And let's not even mention the random stuff we need to do, like going through all J's old toys and books that are "in storage" in the nursery closet, and reorganizing our bedroom so we can actually fit the basinette and rocking chair in there the first few weeks, and hunting down my old tattered copy of "What to Expect When You're Expecting" so I can remind myself of the signs of impending labor, and pre-registering at the hospital (again, already??), and getting together a hospital bag, and figuring out where said only child will be, exactly, while we're at the hospital...
Like I said, holy crap. We better get started.
Practice makes perfect
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