This week I started my maternity leave. Mark and I have a list as long as our arms of things we need to do and time is ticking on furiously. Following my mother’s advice, we recently went baby shopping and bought some super cute baby clothes and also tried to choose between a cot-bed and a crib, various styles of Moses baskets and buggies which looked more like golf carts! It is a whole new world, which we both knew existed but hadn’t really paid a great deal of attention to.
The buggy thing was a total minefield and we were first asked to tell the sales assistant about the type of lifestyle we were going to have with our new baby. I suppose they thought that would be an easy question to lead on, but to be honest I have no idea what kind of lifestyle I am going to have with my baby. Up until now, I have just been focusing on him arriving here safely, and after that I was just hoping that the magic hormone you get during child birth would sort me out with a plan for what I ought to do next. There are so many options and we are too clueless to know which is best. Needless to say, we will be going again, this time armed with a “Which?” review to guide us on our way.
We didn’t want to be caught unprepared like my sister-in-law whose little girl popped out unexpectedly 6 weeks too early. So like a good girl scout, I prepared my hospital bag. Inside I have packed some clothes for the baby and me; I was sensible and have chosen baggy tracksuit bottoms and hoodies for me – pregnancy has really helped me to understand the true meaning of going for comfort over style! I have also packed my kindle – just in case I get time to catch up on my reading in between contractions; my ipod – a good soundtrack is essential to go with any labour and my straightening irons – I don’t want to scare my baby by looking like a scarecrow too early on – I have to ease him into that look!
According to the Baby Centre and the emails they religiously send Mark, he also needs to pack a bag. Apparently, he will need a notebook, a watch with a second hand, a digital camcorder (which I have already vetoed!), painkillers (for him – not me, believe it or not!), comfortable shoes – for all the pacing he’ll be doing and snacks and drinks – I think they are preparing him for a long one!
It’s a very exciting time and we are counting down the days till we meet our little boy.