Baby Registry

When I got pregnant I was so overjoyed and excited I couldn’t stand it.  Now that it’s getting closer to delivery time I’m overwhelmed and nervous.  Sure I’m so anxious to meet my precious girls and can’t wait to hold them and smell them and see what they look like.  Apparently I was all wrong about all of this.  You see I pictured myself buying them the cutest clothes and designing their nursery.  Never once did it cross my mind that I would have to buy necessities for these little people nor did it EVER cross my mind that it would be so overwhelming.  Let me explain.

I kept getting asked, almost daily, if I had registered.  I was so laid back and naive about it all I was like it will happen.  So one Sunday afternoon I decided to casually start shopping for strollers.  What started out as something as simple as a stroller quickly turned to pages and pages and pages of countless strollers.  What do you want your stroller to do?  What do you want to do with your stroller?  I’m sorry, what?  I want to put the babies in the stroller and push them.  Am I missing something?  Isn’t this what a stroller is for?  All these sites have the TOP 10 strollers. (Keep in mind everyones TOP 10 is different).  How to buy a stroller?  Which stroller is right for you?  Another bump in the road, no pun intended, was most of the sites are talking SINGLE strollers, NOT multiples. Well most people don’t have multiples so while everyone is raving about this stroller or this stroller no one is raving about a multiple stroller.  (I need emojis here people).  So what’s a mother to be of twins girls do?  She immediately turns the computer OFF.  Like SHUT IT DOWN.  Sweat was dripping from my arm pits and suddenly I was questioning if I had put my deodorant on after my shower.  I vowed to never, ever look up such things again.

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Well we all knew that wouldn’t last.  The time had come.  I HAD to register.  My shower invites were being printed and I had to tell them where I was registered.  Ummm nowhere.  Can’t we just have a party and talk about the babies?  I mean it’s not like they’re actually going to be here.  Oh that’s right.  They WILL have to come out eventually.  So I embarked on yet another challenging exhibition known as “registering”.  OH. MY. GOD!  How can there be so many things for these little people that will only be sleeping, pooping and eating for a good while?  I mean within ONE site I selected baby monitors and even selected ONE brand.  Why did 27 options pop up?  Why?  For ONE item?  And what do some of these things even do?  One of my best friends said when the babies get here it will all make sense.  Will it?

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The other day I had a customer ask me what kind of bottles I was planning on using.  Planning being the keyword because apparently my girls may not like said bottles that I’ve selected from the other 27,000 options.  So I will then have to start the process over to find the ONE.  So back to the customer.  I told her I was using Dr. Browns and she said oh good they only have 3 parts to them.  Say what? 3 parts?  What do you mean 3 parts?  I was thinking I would pour the milk in the bottle and screw the top on and feed.  I guess that’s what I get for thinking.  Will I know how to put these bottles together? Will I be ready when my girls are yelling and screaming from hunger pains because their mom is ridiculous and doesn’t know how to use a BOTTLE!  The one essential item to their survival.  Ay dois mio.

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Well thanks to my dear friend I’m happy to report that the registry is done and completed.  No that doesn’t mean I’m ready or have figured anything out.  It just means I can put a check next to that part of my to do list and continue to worry about more important things.  Like how many pairs of shoes is too many for newborns?  Ha!  Just kidding!



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