7.15.2005

Appointment #12 - Just Call me Big Bird

I spent yesterday morning with 500 little people dressed in pink explaining to them small group by small group how to make their bones strong.

"What can we drink to make our bones grow?"
"Water?" "Milk?"
"Milk, very good. Milk has calcium to make us strong. What can
we eat to get calcium that is made out of milk?"
"Cows?" "Carrots?"

You get the picture. It was cute and I was able to duck out early for a doctor appointment.

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My appointment went well. My numbers "looked good." Now me an' Doc are just waiting.

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It was after the appointment that I caused a lot of trouble. First I was off to make some returns. The Husband and I received THREE of one baby item. So, off to Babies "R" Us I ran to get a pad for the changing table and a few kimono tees. When I got there I of course remembered that receiving blankets were on sale and I definitely needed some waterproof lap pads. And oh! The baby book - we still needed one of those. Needless to say I spent a lot of dough. BUT, considering I hadn't bought much up until this point, I feel pretty good about it. It was VERY hard not to buy clothes. I have yet to buy an outfit because The Baby has so many.

As I was picking out the tees I was struck by the oddity that I would be dressing this baby in a few weeks and that I would be shopping for her clothes regularly. This is a no brainer for most people but for me she won't be real until she's out or even at our home.

Despite the amount of money spent at Babies "R" Us, I was not to be thwarted from my trip to Target to buy the following:

409
Scrubby Things
2 Shower Curtain Liners
Shower Curtain Rings

Yeah. Well, I can't leave Target without a full cart SO The Husband got three new pairs of pants, some t-shirts and toiletries. The toilet got a new seat. I definitely needed a new clothes drying rack and fingernail clippers for The Baby. There was so much more...

I am no longer allowed access to our checking account.

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Finally, I returned home exhausted. However, I immediately went to task putting everything away. There was a knock at the door and I knew it was The Tenants and I couldn't deal with them so I continued my business while tip-toeing around the house and trying not to step on the noisy floor grates like the mature landlord that I am. I decided to hang the new shower liners which couldn't be done without scrubbing the tub which turned into a whirlwind of Softscrub and Windex. The inside of our toilet has never looked so clean. What, me nesting?

Covered in sweat, I knew my gig was up when there was another knock at the door while I was standing two feet from it. The Tenant was informing me that "Good News" their latest problem had been taken care of and that we do not have to purchase a new washer to accompany the new dryer we bought last week.
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Oy. It's Friday and this weekend will be dedicated to moving furniture and getting situated. Maybe we should look into installing that car seat... By next weekend all of the Fuzzi Bunz should have arrived and I will be washing baby stuff with my new hippie soap. Fortunately it's all small so an entire wardrobe can be done in about one load. With my due date just over two weeks away, I no longer have to keep myself from turning the house upside down to prepare for the baby. My poor husband. My poor, poor, darling husband.

1 Comments:

Banal Drivel said...

What is it about Target that renders pregnant women helpless against their will to fill their shopping carts with every possible thing we THINK we need for the house? I am right behind you. Hope you are feeling good!

5:34 PM  

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