Weekly belly bump pics. I thought I would – and my husband was really excited about the idea – but I didn’t. Just… didn’t. I’m not so excited about my changing body, and frankly, I don’t really want a bunch of people looking at it. And have I mentioned I work from home and look like I work from home? I’d have to actually comb my hair and put on makeup and learn how to not look silly in photos. Thanks, but no thanks. So, no. Perhaps I’ll regret it later, but I’m fine with it now.
A themed, coordinated, matching and modern nursery. The kid will poop in his clothes, for heaven’s sakes. He’ll be fine as long as his room is semi-clean and semi-quiet. So, while we’ll pick things that we think are fun, color coordination is very unlikely. Also, we seem to have a soft spot for Winnie the Pooh stuff. Not so modern.
Also, I lack the knack for decorating, and thus, my “get the nursery ready” ideas are pretty much limited to wall color, curtains, and bedding. I look at photos of Emily’s beautiful nursery and think, “Oh, look at the things on the shelves! And walls! Am I supposed to be thinking about that?”
But I’m choosing ease – which means accepting we’ll have a new wall color, bedding, and ooh, maybe even a new light, and that’s about it. We are how we are.
Maternity pictures. Maybe. Our wedding photographer has closed her business but agreed to shoot a session with us just for grins. (Also, we sent a ton of referrals her way.) She won’t do a newborn session, though, because newborns are hard to pose and they poop and pee everywhere if you do nekkid pictures. I totally get it – it’s a niche, and to do it well, you have to love it. So I’m debating doing a family session after the kiddo is born rather than maternity photos before and newborn or family photos after. We won’t get the nekkid baby pictures, but we’ll have nice portraits of our new three-person family.
I’m not sure I want or need to have pregnancy pictures. I know, I know, I’m weird, but I just… don’t. That said, I didn’t get the point of engagement photos but ended up loving ours. Still thinking.
Having a real baby shower. (I think.) My mom organized a remote version of a baby shower wherein my family all sent stuff and we had a little partay opening and exclaiming and assembling, then sent pictures. My mother in law wants to throw a baby shower (sweet), but she wants to do it at our house (um), with our friends (double-um), and us organizing (um…?). Here’s the thing (er, multiple things): we don’t have a lot of local friends, it’s awkward to throw your own party (remember, we threw our own wedding) and it feels like we’re just asking people for gifts unless we do silly shower games. Right? Or no? I don’t know. I’m conflicted.
Also, it feels like another event where people just want to see your goofy belly. Clearly I have issues. However, look at this:
A book party! Though I don’t like the idea of arm-twisting our friends into giving us gifts, I love the idea of a book-themed baby shower. I mean, c’mon, a book is a relatively inexpensive – but oh, so, sentimental – gift, right? And while I usually abhor the idea of dictating the kinds of gifts people give you (they’re gifts!), this seems okay to me.
As for “activities,” I think we can get by with a couple of stations – a onesie decorating station and a book-plate-dedicating station. What do you think? I probably won’t get around to it, but I’m happy just thinking about the idea.
A babymoon. Maybe. I started this post a couple of days ago thinking our ability to go anywhere this summer was out. A done deal. C’est la vie. Then last night we booked a beach house in NC for a week in May, so maybe we will? My husband is now trying to figure out how to make sure we have a constant tour of visitors joining us while I’d like a few days of nothingness, but we’ll work that out.
It doesn’t count as a babymoon if you’re taking two dogs with you, right? Right?
Holy cow, you guys came through when I asked for positive breast feeding stories! Thanks so much! I haven’t had a chance to respond to each of your comments, but I love them – and you.