It was a little over a year ago when we walked into Babies R Us, excited to take that first plunge into parenting with our registry gun in hand.
We strolled through the aisles, holding hands, laughing and scanning the essentials… the stroller, car seat, pack and play, etc. We were having a great time. We went to one of those “premium” Babies R Us stores, so we even sat down in the glider section to review our choices and just enjoy ourselves. We were there for about an hour and a half. Then we hit the bottle wall. Tears. Apparently BRU really wants you to have a melt down when you choose the bottle that will forever feed your baby. Just about everyone I talked to had a meltdown in this aisle as well.
We left. We tackled bottles another day, thank God because my pregnant self just couldn’t handle the life-altering decision of bottles that day. I’m 99% sure my little piggy would eat from whatever bubba we put in front of her!
A lot of my friends are at the registry stage of pregnancy, or getting close, and I’m sure are thinking of the fun things and the things that will really make a difference in their child’s life. This is my challenge to you, friends: make sure you register for one stupid, insignificant thing that you REALLY want. In the end, it will make the most memories.
For me, it was the Munchkin Pelican rinser. I had to have it. I NEEDED it. I could not stop thinking about it. Was it stupid? Yes. Did I technically “need” this to wash my child? NO. But it made me happy. And I figured if Lily didn’t use it, I could always wash Comet with it!
Growing up, I had very long hair and my mom used to play the Wizard of Oz when I was in the tub. Glenda the good witch would rinse my hair nicely and The Wicked Witch of the West would splash water in my face. It was dumb. And I adored it. I wish I could remember more of what she used to say as she was washing out the shampoo. I can just remember giggling uncontrollably asking for more time to rinse my hair.
In our tub, I love using that pelican to rinse Lily’s hair. We don’t play Wizard of Oz, but we do play Nemo and pretend that pelican is Nigel swooping in to rinse her. She may or may not remember this, but it gives me great pleasure and takes me back to my childhood. All because of a $5.99 pelican I most certainly didn’t “need.”