Obviously I must go shopping

Shoot. Even my brother had an opinion on that one.

Speaking of my brother, it's been a while since I posted gratuitous nephew photos.

Here's Thing One:                                           And here's Thing Two:
            

Thing One is already proving himself to be a first rate oldest child. I'm terribly proud.

I'd post a picture of their little color-coordinated Easter family portrait, but then I might start wallowing in my inability to color-coordinate my own self, let alone two small children and a husband, and have my hair brushed and makeup (ha! makeup! when's the last time I wore makeup!?) in place, and no one wants that.

Anyway, how I love the Internet for telling me to go shopping.  To which I say: no problem, Internet! Away I go!

I have bought umpteen baby gifts for other babies, but I have not bought a THING for my own child. Well, okay, I bought a bedding set, but we all agree that was for me, not for him. And except for the clothes, pretty much everything on the Things I Have list is used pre-loved stuff unloaded handed down to me by friends. Hence the two bouncy seats. What do I do with two bouncy seats? Anybody need one?

So yes, I'm off to order the Ultimate Crib Sheet and stock up on burp rags and blankets, but I'm really excited about the onesies. You have no idea how thrilled I am to find out I can always use more onesies. Bring on the onesies!

(Not that all of you think I need more onesies. But I am ignoring you people. You don't sound very fun.)

I KNOW I KNOW. I have no idea what kind of baby I'll have and it's silly to think I'll have everything ready, in the correct sizes and amounts. But have you met me? I am doing really well with this whole Dealing With The Unknown thing! So proud of me. And every time I catch myself thinking I'll do something a certain way, I'm sure to give myself a quick little lecture about how I Don't Know Everything. All those ideas are in flux anyway. For the longest time I thought I'd just keep the baby in bed with me, because I am lazy and it seems to work for people who have a hard time getting back to sleep in the middle of the night. But lately I'm thinking that is insane, because all it takes to wake me up these days is daring to breathe in my near vicinity, so how am I going to get any sleep with a BABY next to me!?

So I don't know. Whatever. We'll see. In the meantime I will buy myself some onesies. I mean, I'll buy him some onesies. Him! Oh and a sling. Or three. (And if he doesn't like those, that just means I get to try another one, right?) 

OH. One more thing. Just so you know, all mentions of Lansinoh have been duly noted (oh my, have they been noted) along with the trillion other icky things people keep telling me about, but I don't want to, like, TALK about it. Yet. I'll let you know. At least give me a chance to timidly peek inside the breast pump bag and kick my little brother off the website before we start THAT up. Yeesh. 

 

Comments

[Laura]

AWWW..I'll always take some cute nephew pics! For the record...I never used any onsies! (of course my daughter was 13 months old when I got her..but still)

[Arwen]

Doesn't your place have two stories? You can totally use two bouncy seats, trust me. You don't want to be lugging one up and down the stairs.

Buy onesies to your heart's content! You can't really have too many.

[Maureen]

I, too, use two bouncy seats. This time, it is not because I am trying to become Arwen, however. It is actually because I didn't know where to return one of them. But as it turned out, even though I'm only on one floor, I still have used both.

Also, I am SO SURPRISED that your brother has not chimed in with tips on the breast pump! Hee. Actually, I wanted to reassure you that pumping turns out not to be scary. I was also afraid of the pump and had my sister show me how to use it, but then it ended up being not a big deal. Annoying, yes. Big deal, no. What kind do you have?

I am so excited to meet Baby Cheung!

[karianne]

Your nephew are dolls. I can't wait until your little one is in the group shot.

This past Christmas I realized that I had only bought 1 thing for the boy and tons of things for the girl. Tons of guilt! My sis tells me to just wait until they can keep track themselves. Such as, "You bought that for you, what did I get?" The girl is starting this already with me and when I tell her that I was the only one to get something, she then says, "Oh, yeah. You bought it for me!" She is queen of it all!

[piesbonitos]

I am a onesie-aholic. The Winter my eldest son had just turned 3 I was looking frantically for onesies that would fit him. He kicks his covers off, and I was afraid he'd freeze without one. I triumphantly report that I did find some, but that was my last Winter. Even if I didn't decide that myself, I'm confident to report that they don't make them past that size.

I honestly think that onesies are a great invention, and I'm sure you'll need millions of them. And socks. For as much as the washer and dryer eats adult socks, teeny tiny baby socks are a million times worse!

Your nephews are adorable!