Last week, I got an email from our friends that included pics of us with their child. I didn't open it up right away. I waited for a few days and then took a look. There we are holding the little one, it was at Christmas time, so you can see the tree on the side. Then pics of my inlaws with the baby. I couldn't help but think I wish we had been holding our own child. Sigh. Yes, I know, we will be, we will be. It's just weird. I still feel such strong longing. That couple is now ooops pregnant again.
On the weekend, we went for a dog walk and visit with another couple who recently celebrated the arrival of their 2nd baby girl. My friend gave me a cookies'n cream white chocolate bar that read HERSHEIS with the baby's name and on the back it listed her little girl's newborn stats. I have to admit, that's so cute and a way better idea than handing out cigars or whatever.
Mmm. I wonder if I could get me some of those when I get my child. The cookies n' cream would certainly be appropriate or perhaps a Coffee Crisp. I'm going to get me some of those. We've had numerous offers of strollers and baby gear which I am more than willing to take if for no other reason to avoid having to decide which monster SUV stroller I should get. Have you seen some of those space aged creations lately? What the hell - I had no idea there was so much STUFF one little baby required - and the prices!? I could buy a chi-chi pram (and apparently you need more than one; one jogger or a rugged one for forest paths, one collapsible and one for the bike) or I could start an education fund. Oh, yeah and baby slings (in front or in back), or backpacks. My head hurts. It took me weeks to find a cute leather collar for my dog.
As we walked around the lake, I pushed the stroller for a little while. Just trying it on for size. It felt a little weird, but okay. Wondered how I was going to train the dog to walk beside it. Wondered in fact how I was going to carry a newborn, walk the dog and drink my latte all at the same time. Hahaha. Which brings me to the parenting course we're doing in a few days. Yep, a parenting course. It's supposed to be about creative parenting so I hope I don't blurt out the my dog is more than capable of minding a baby while I work out for an hour.
I'm just trying to get my head wrapped around the idea that I too can be a yummy mummy. It's all very, very weird.