Seeing how my husband and I will be moving into our brand new house pretty soon, we've been asking around to see if anyone we know might have something that they can contribute. Seeing as how we're moving from a two-bedroom duplex into a four-bedroom brick colonial...We're in need of a few minor things here and there to make our house a "home."
You know...We need things like...A welcome mat, a mailbox, and oh yeah...all major appliances. I mean it would be difficult to prepare a homecooked meal when you have no fridge and no stove/oven. And I think it would be hard for my husband and I to appear professional at work if we showed up in dirty clothes. Yep, you guessed it...We don't have a washer or dryer either. It's funny how those little house additions can really make a difference in your home, huh?
At any rate, someone recently answered our furniture prayers...Granted, they couldn't really offer us any appliances, but they did literally give away some key items that we're sure to use in our new home...Like a gas grill, a desk and matching chairs, some end tables and a whole lot of baby stuff. That's right, folks...I'm talking a crib (complete with two sets of crib sheets and two bumper pads), a mobile, a changing table and an infant swing.
Now before you go making your assumptions, let's get one thing straight...I am neither pregnant or am I in the "trying" phase, but I am a savvy gal, and I know a good deal when I see one. (Just so we're clear...In my book, anything free is a good deal.) We're going to need all that baby stuff eventually, right?
As my husband and I were transporting the baby things from the back of the U-Haul truck down into our basement, a strange feeling came over us. One of us started smiling and getting all googley-eyed, while the other one started getting flustered, trying to figure out what piece belonged where in the massive jumble of baby furniture. One of us kept sighing and mentioning how it they couldn't wait to use all of it, while the other one had a mini-panic attack. It was clear that one of us was definitely ready to become a parent, while the other one was...Well, not so much.
"Honey, is it bad that seeing all this baby stuff makes me excited to be a parent?" My husband asked me, smiling at the tiny teddy bears on the mobile.