When my husband and I found out 8 months ago that we were pregnant, we were overjoyed. We had hoped it would happen relatively easily, but after years of being a career woman and actively trying NOT to get pregnant, I wasn't sure how well I would do in reverse. So when, after just 3 months of trying, a little pink line landed directly on my testing strip, we were thrilled!
We did all the usual things of reading up on vitamins to finding the best OB for us. With those struggles behind us, and with the birth of our son looming ever closer, we decided to set up our baby registry to let everyone know all the things we thought we needed. Most people were happy to oblige!
This is not the blog about those people.
This is the blog about the people who went off the registry. Not just off the registry, but off the reservation entirely, and bought our son things that, well, let's just say that living in the South has taught me how to smile politely through the hand-knitted pink sweaters, and the onesies with "Capricorn" written all over then (our son will be a Gemini). This is the blog about the wonderful people who love us, and show us by walking straight into thrift stores and buying baby clothes by the pound. There will be pictures, oh yes. And horror stories. And possibly therapy.
Enjoy!
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