I was overwhelmed from the word baby. I didn't even know where to start. People wanted to have baby showers for me, but I hadn't even stepped foot into a store. I had searched for stuff online because that was a safe place for me. I could search online at all hours of the night and I didn't get that overwhelming fear of stepping into a store. The thought of going into a baby store just made me cringe! I don't deal well with a lot of stuff in places. It gets to be too much for me and I jet. I want nothing to do with it. AT. ALL.
I needed to begin the process of registering for Baby D, and all that is needed to make this tiny person happy. I decided on the 2 stores that were pretty popular and an online store that offered things from all kids of stores. All I needed was a Zanax and one of those guns they give you to scan things and I was good to go. I must have been a few glasses of wine in when I thought the above would be ok for me to do!
The husband and I were going to make a day of this registering and have fun with it. That was easy enough. After all, this is supposed to be one of the most exciting times our lives.(The baby, not the registering!) We set out on the path and hit a huge bump in the road in the form of a full on meltdown in Babies R Us. People were looking at me like I had lost my shiz. It was all just too much for me. I started to panic. I felt like diapers and wipes were closing in on me! I had to get out of there and fast. The husband didn't understand what was wrong and why I flipped. I think he questioned who he married! He had never seen me in this state and he had the fear of "I married a crazy person" in his eyes. Do I need 3 towels or 6? Do I need washcloths, too, or can I just use ours? Do I need a Diaper Genie or can we just use a trashcan? What about the mattress? Does it have to be Organic or is it ok just to have what we all did years ago? It NEVER freakin' ended! I questioned EVERY. SINGLE. THING!
After a few weeks of not looking at "stuff" online and avoiding the baby section of Target like the plague, I managed to get it together and register for some things that I thought Baby D would need. Of course, there were things we didn't need and things I wish I would have asked for but didn't. In the end we received some amazing things from friends and fam. Baby D is set in the shoe department and he doesn't even walk! What is it with people and baby shoes?!? In the end I embraced the registering and tried to enjoy it as much as I could. This little baby boy was going to be my life and I all that came with it whether I liked it or not!
Please tell me I am not the only one who had these crazy anxieties. Please!!!!