I have the terrible urge to buy stuff. Stuff for the baby, stuff for Bexx, stuff for me and just stuff. It must be the instinct for the male of the species to provide for his offspring kicking in.
I am Man, hear me enter my PIN.
I mustn’t give in to the urge too often because we really have to watch the pennies at the moment, what with hoping to move house before the spawn makes its appearance. Of course the house move also means it’s not a good idea to clutter the place up with stuff that just becomes more things to pack.
Also, being realistic, it’s still very early days and it’s still a very real possibility that this little bean won’t stick.
Maybe when we hit the magic twelve weeks I’ll be a bit more relaxed about splashing the cash on baby paraphernalia.

Having said all that, we’ve started a ‘bottom drawer’ box which is becoming populated with a few little things for the baby.
Bexx has already blogged about the iCandy buggy and the MaxiCosi car seat we bought from eBay in a moment of weakness (they were bargains though.)
Anyway. Today for the box we bought a little blankie. It’s got a giraffe on it and it’s soft and snuggly. Hardly a priority purchase we know, but it’s one less thing to buy later on and one more thing that makes this whole experience just that little bit more real to us.
The box now also contains some babygrows we got on sale from Asda last week, (£4 for seven! Bargain!) a very nice maternity top from Mamas & Papas and a little top for the baby. The top turned out to be a learning experience about sizes and will be far too big for a newborn but no matter, one thing that babies can be trusted to do is g-r-o-w!
Any stuff we buy pre-knowing the gender is going to be either yellow, or as neutral as possible and personally, I’d like to avoid the whole blue-for-boys / pink-for-girls thing even when we do know the gender. In fact I’d like to avoid the whole gender stereotype reinforcement thing altogether. If my little boy wants a ‘my first kitchen’ playset or my little girl wants a Thomas the Tank Engine train set, that’s fine by me. Let them play with what engages their interest, I say.

We’ve also bought some non-underwired bras for Bexx because she’s rather tender in the boobicle regions to say the least and has already pretty much outgrown all her usual bras.
Honestly, the trouble we had finding non-underwired bras in large cups sized but with small backs you would not believe. But finally we found a two-pack (one black, one flesh) in 32E in Debenhams Department Store in the town centre. Bexx didn’t try them on in the shop (she hates doing that, and I can’t say I blame her) but once home they fitted snugly, possibly toosnugly. It won’t be long before she has to upsize again!

One last thing I which I bought today.
Earlier we were in B&Q (a hardware superstore) and we just happened to notice some ‘Baby on Board’ signs on a rack. Now personally, I hate seeing the things in the back of cars. I can’t see the point. “Oh I was going to ram your car from behind, but now that I see you’ve got a baby on board I’ll pick on someone else instead. Maybe they only have a worthless adult in their car and won’t mind me ramming them”
Anyway, I digress. Baby on Board signs are pretty ubiquitous, you see them everywhere, everyone knows what they look like. So we thought it might be quite fun to have a maternity tee with the sign on the ‘bump’ so as soon as I got home I made it so and ordered one.
Groovy, no?