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Just a regular old couple expecting a baby

We ventured out into the world yesterday as expecting parents. And subjected ourselves to places that are known to have high numbers of new and expectant mothers. And I survived.


First, we went to the baby expo downtown which was overall really lame except I got the cutest maternity shirt. (It says "rockin' the bump" and I'm quite sure you'll see pics on here eventually.) Mostly it was 3D-4D ultrasound centers advertising. And we're not doing one. (We think they're creepy.) Point is, we were surrounded by baby bumps and strollers and I did not leave in tears.


Second, we bravely chose to look at Babies-R-Us for furniture. We still aren't buying anything until 25-28 weeks (our rule from the beginning), but I saw a set online that I liked and wanted to see it in person. Of course, it's probably their most expensive set but it's made of mahogany and seems to be really good quality. Plus it's the 3 way convertible bed. And I love that you can use the smaller dresser as the changing table.

Now, I got pretty excited looking at baby stuff while we were there, but every now and then if I thought about where I was for a minute, I'd panic a bit. Plus, how in the world do people afford babies??? Still cheaper than infertility, but come on. And they sell so much crap that I can't imagine needing!

So, we acted like normal pregnant people yesterday and it was kinda fun. We even parked in expectant mom parking at Babies-R-Us. Aaron didn't think I qualified because I'm not "big enough", but I worked hard for that parking spot and I insisted.

Comments

  1. Awww! Congrats on joining the soon to be a momma world! I LOVE the bedroom set!! I also love that you rocked out the parking spot! Darn right you earned it!!

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  2. Congrats!! Scary but exciting. Won't be long now till that crib is sitting in your house!!!

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  3. LOVE IT!!! Shop away, girl! It's sooo fun. Baby Expo, huh? I would have gone too...have never heard of one around where I live.
    Isn't it nice to feel so ordinary? I love being "just another pregnant lady"...little do they know how absolutely extraordinary we really are!

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  4. Prime parking is a bonus I did not even consider. You are living the good life!

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  5. Emma's convertable crib came from Babies R Us, but I passed on the changing table/dresser. I found a short, long dresser that matched her crib that was $100 cheaper and also bigger. Way to go on the parking spot!!! Adam would never park there for me, but you've definetely earned it!!

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  6. Dude, as much as we pay for fertility treatments, we should all have our own personal parking spaces right up front!!

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