I’m having a lazy day today…a bit of housework, a bit of writing, a bit of reading. I have been given so many BRILLIANT baby clothes, by friends and family, that I’m spending quite a lot of time washing and drying them. My mother has gone crazy in Old Navy and the Gap (there is a particuarly cute set of clothes covered in little porcupines), and Kate has sent these wicked babygros with “ELVIS” emblazoned on the chest.
(Depending on who you talk with, my fetus is nicknamed variously The Fecklet, Elvis, Dr. X, Les, or Ooby-Dooby.)
All of this contributes to my obsession with folding and refolding baby things. I have been at it at all times of the day and night.
Yesterday I went through and picked out what our baby will wear in the minutes after he has been born. I have all sorts of colourful clothes, but for some reason, only white seems appropriate to me for a very very newborn. I had to go through everything to find the whitest and softest little things. White vest, white babygro, white hat. Of course this was all very emotional and seemed like quite a momentous decision.
(I am fully aware that within a week or two, the baby will be wearing whatever I can find that’s fallen on the floor and isn’t covered with wee or sick. This awareness does nothing to stop my present obsessive behaviour.)
Meanwhile, the husband has gone off to see Motorhead in London as a birthday treat. I think a Motorhead babygro would be one of the few things that would challenge my conviction that a newborn should wear white.
Oh, bless. I remember those last few weeks of pregnancy well. (Especially as I’d convinced myself that my “little girl” would be born two weeks early. My enormous boy arrived two weeks late. And the day before I insisted on walking at the edge of the sea and my bump was so huge that DH had to brush the sand off my feet because I couldn’t reach!)
I also remember the first few moments when you keep staring at this beautiful, tiny, sleepy baby and can’t quite believe he’s really here and really yours.
You have some fantastic times to come. Enjoy.
Julie, you are going to have a ball.
I FINALLY got your parcel in the mail and sent it airmail so hopefully it gets there sooner than later. Keep your eyes peeled.
AND fyi – my great-niece is doing splendidly.
Oooo that Motorhead babygro is EXCELLENT!!!
Kate…I will.
Donna, thank you! I will look out for a parcel from you. That is so sweet. And I’m very very pleased for your great-niece.
Biddy, it would go very well with mini cowboy boots, wouldn’t it?
Oooo that would be cool
I seem to be saying “oooo” in your blog rather a lot…. eeek!
So sweet – I remember bringing my babies home. I put my boys in white but for some reason I put my girl in yellow! Well, the girl came a little early so maybe that explains it…
Have fun folding baby clothes.
That motorhead babygro is just too cute!!
That sounds like nesting behaviour! Fantastic Julie, a Motorhead babygro would be great for a little newbie and not long now to wait, Lynne.
Awe… I can’t believe it’s almost time. Just think, in about two years, you’ll be wishing the little guy would just go back in already.