I was in line with Scout, waiting for space to clear up in the family restroom. We were in an upscale department store in London and it was about three weeks before Christmas.
Can you say “crowded”…
The family in front us wheeled in their ginormous travel system, all pink!
(For all your non-parental types, it’s a hulking baby carrier-stroller combo and approximately the size and shape of a Fiat…)
They primly laid out a diaper pad and put down a fluffy pink blanket over that. Next, they pulled their little girl out of her carrier and laid her down slowly, caressing and cooing along the way. She couldn’t have been more than six months old. In other words, too little to run away in protest.
Totally oblivious to anyone who may be impatiently waiting (ahem, ahem), the dad took a moment to sing her a sweet little song before the mom gingerly unzipped her fur-lined jacket, removed her frilly bonnet, and unbuttoned her matching sweater…
Are your eyes clear to the back of your head yet?
Meanwhile, I just changed Scout’s diaper, standing up and in the doorway. It took all of about five seconds.
When I asked the dad to please step aside so I could toss our dirty in the trashcan behind him, he scowled at me. Perhaps I ruined their tender moment… Snort.
I still laugh when I think about them, but not so much at them. I’m really laughing at myself… ‘cuz guess what? I used to be just like them.
Scout had the best of EVERYTHING. (First borns are like that. hehe) It was all thanks to the thoroughness of my registries (yes, multiple) and more importantly, the generosity of our friends and family. As we were getting ready to move overseas last May, I realized we probably had too much of everything.
It won’t be like that with Baby #2. This time we have a better idea of what we really need… as in 12 burp cloths, not 40 and good gracious, no “Deluxe” Jumperoo.
Plus, we’ll be purchasing all of it on our own, which is another reason to be conservative in my nesting.
Obviously, I’m not above slumming it at consignment, Craigslist, and resale, but then I find the most adorable bedding set…
Land of Nod. $266. (Approximate usefulness? One year. Quilt? Never.)
… or notice that Dwell Studios designed a baby swing.
Target, $139.99 (Our old swing? Six months.)
Someone sends me a catalog and I have to decide if we really need another glider…
(My old glider? Two years, but mostly as a launching pad)
… and well, it adds up.
Readers, bring me back to Earth.
What “must have” baby gear could you just not live without? What wasn’t worth the cost of shipping?