Holy smokes. This pregnancy has been… so incredibly supported. My friends are stepping up in ways that shock me. One gal in particular, Rose, has delivered: a bassinet, changing table, a swing, most of the clothes we will need for the first year, bedding, a baby carrier, toweling, and maternity clothes.
I wasn’t looking for this support. I didn’t ask for it. I didn’t beg. It just arrived as this beautiful gift from the universe. I have a wonderful friend who saved everything from her last kid and she wants to share.
I first met Rose in I think 2001ish. She doesn’t remember me from that period. We started talking a lot more last year. She has spare maternal energy lying around. I appreciate such folks.
Other fabulous friends have passed on more maternity clothes and supplies I’ll need before/after the birth.
It’s starting to look like the only thing I’m really going to have to buy are diapers. That’s ok. I love buying Rumparooz because they are the cutest darn thing ever. The prints! Oh they are so cute. There’s not much in this world I think is more precious than an enormous cloth diaper butt on a baby. It’s weird… but man that sight makes me choke up with joy.
WHEN DID I BECOME THIS PERSON. Err, over a decade ago.
And my Jenny is even going to be sending me super tiny diapers so I don’t need to get any for the first few weeks.
I have arrived. I am there in life. I have friends and family and support and love.
I feel so incredibly lucky. I didn’t think this would happen to me. But here I am.
Do you know what is incredible to me? When I started on the parenting journey some of the folks I loved the most told me they didn’t approve. They thought I was going to do a horrible job. In the past nine years of parenting what has happened is I started off doing ok and I’ve improved. I am way more calm. I am way more able to communicate in useful, effective ways that are appropriate for children (or for anyone, really).
I got my first real shot at learning and growing and developing in a stable environment. And I have blossomed. And my friends tell me so and can point out specific ways I’ve changed and grown and they can tell me why they are impressed with my progress.
I’m not sure I’ve changed my spots. But I have developed some interesting stripes to go along with the spots.
That reminds me, C tried some cloth diapers and they didn’t work out, mostly it was through a service but she did buy some covers and stuff I think, when we finish packing up this stage of clothes I’ll ask about those too.
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