Well, this morning after Mike went to work, my friend J and I went to check out an upscale resale store she'd been telling me about down in the antique district of S. B'way, specializing in high-end, gently-used designer clothes for babies and toddlers.
Now, I'm standing in front of QiuQiu's closet here just to give you a bit of an idea how much I did NOT need to shop for more clothing. My SIL and a couple of stylish friends have been generous with hand-me-downs, NaiNai Susan has been hitting the "mothers of multiples" sales, and QiuQiu's sartorial loot is beginning to threaten the record previously set by (ahem) her mommy's closet (which you will NEVER see. Never.).
And that's saying a lot.
What's missing here, and what we have precious little of, are the practical things - items for bathing, feeding and health care, pajamas, shoes, cleft bottles, crib bedding - you know, the things you actually NEED. That's what we're alarmingly short on.
But...see...the thing is, this is the first time I've gone shopping for her since we received PA, and therefore the first time I was able to shop for her. Really, it was more of a symbolic activity than an actual shopping trip. That, and a chance to catch up with J. I did leave with a very few special items, including the cute shearling moccasins (perfect for those cold Colorado winter evenings), and this white dress which is too big but...well, I figure it's a classic, and whenever it fits her it will still be in style.
I'm not buying another thing until I know what size she is, I swear!