Hey everyone! Hope you are all having a wonderful hump day (why do they call it that anyways? Why not mid-week day or something like that?-whatev)! I would like to apologize for my blog-slacking as of late…my bad! Things have been somewhat busy the last few weeks, and I’m just now getting to where I feel like I’m back to a normal pace (whatever that is). So my sincerest and deepest apologies for the lack of blogging, but get ready for this cause I have a good one for ya!
So my friend Griffin is having a baby in August and you all know what that means!?!?!? BABY SHOWER time—woo hoo! No seriously, showers are great and Griffer’s deserves a nice one so I was all about going! Anyways after the yummy lunch, silly games (and by silly I mean almost gross when it came to the Gerber Food game—yuck!), and fun times, Griffin sat down to open presents.
Now folks just so you know my husband and I are on a 5 year plan. Meaning 5 years from the day we married we told folks we would start thinking about having kids—THINKING being the keyword. Well we have only been married 2.5 years so there is still time before the whole THINKING thing goes into play. So this being said, I have a nephew who is almost 18months old that my sister and brother in-law adopted from Korea when he was 8 months, so I don’t have the “newborn” baby experience under my belt at all.
As Griffin proceeds to open gifts I realize that I have no idea what half this stuff is. For instance, what the heck is a Boppy and why do you need a Boppy cover? It looked like a giant oversized pillow to me, so why not just use a pillow? Also where in the heck did they come up with the term Bumbo? Sounds like something I would have called my little sister many moons ago! Frankly, it looks like a high chair to me. Am I right or am I right?
So not only did the whole gift unwrapping thing perplex me, but it also wanted to make me shoot myself in the foot for not thinking up half the things that she got—it’s not brain science people. I would be RICH RICH RICH if I had thought of the portable baby bottle warmer, which is literally an oblong padded lunch box. And then here is the kicker—a giant rubber duck bathtub, to put in your (get this) bathtub. I mean really, WTF? That is genius! Of course people are going to buy these because not only is it super cute (and who wouldn’t want a giant duck in their tub), but it prevents your Elmer Fudd look-alike from crashing it’s head on the faucet, and I hear that hurts.
So while I definitely think babies are cute and cuddly and love them dearly, I also know I am not ready to have kids anytime soon. Not only because I enjoy my freedom at the moment, but also because I don’t know what half the baby stuff does or why you need it. I’ll stick to being the mom of a 12 lb 6 oz shih-tzu for now (whose 5th Bday is today)!
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