Housecoat Wearing Mama
Though in most regards Paul and I are totally ready for baby to come, there is one thing I have been putting off - packing my bag for the hospital. I suppose part of me felt that if I left something important undone that would be a sure fire way to start labor.I actually started the chore some time back by making a list of necessary items, and a few days ago I made some progress by putting in some clothes for baby. But I've found it more difficult when it comes to clothes for me. How big will I be after the birth? Can I figure out something to wear that will be both comfortable and good looking? If I pack the clothes now, what if I need to wear them before then?
Another issue - everyone has been telling me how important it is to bring my own things to wear while at the hospital. No one likes the hospital gowns and people seem to agree that you feel much more human in your own things. In theory, I could not argue with this. However, in practice, this turned out to be complicated. You see, my bedclothes are not appropriate for labor, delivery or recovery. I generally wear pajama pants and a tank top, neither of which provide the necessary access. A quick review of my dresser contents revealed a few lacy satin things that seemed a little over the top and a green flannel nightshirt with moose on it. Clearly I needed to go shopping.
Now, knowing that childbirth can be a messy business, I wasn't about to spend money at Victoria's Secret. I just wanted something comfortable, attractive and appropriate. I had images of myself walking the halls of the hospital in a fun and funky little outfit - the cute mom to be, so stoic and yet so fashionable. This fantasy has been destroyed by the horrible $10 terrycloth housecoat I came home with. To be fair, it fits two of the three qualifications I had put on it (hint - not attractive) but makes the moose nightshirt look sexy. I was wearing it last night when Paul came home for work. He was not impressed. I think he is beginning to worry about what having a baby will do to me. I can't blame him. Something is definitely changing because I even answered the door wearing this housecoat. I was barefoot. And pregnant. All that was missing was hair in curlers. Is this because I scrubbed the kitchen floor?
Time for a new mantra. Must read new In Style magazine. Must not buy Good Housekeeping.
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