2.18.2011

Baby Bedding, Oh My.

We're officially at six days -- less than a week! -- until we find out if Baby is a boy or a girl. This is well and good save for one little detail: our dream nursery bedding if Baby is a girl is being discontinued. No, shut up, this really is a big deal.

Over the days, I've watched the number of sets in stock dwindle down to a point where I started feel squirmy and nervous. There are, quite literally, no other bedding sets that we've managed to love like we do this one. Apparently bird themed nurseries for baby girls containing no pink at all is quite a specific request with very few options (read: one option). And, as luck would have it, it just so happens that this one option is breathtakingly beautiful and more than I could ever imagine in a set of nursery bedding.

I've struggled with rationalization. Plain and simple: we don't know if Baby is a boy or a girl yet. It's absolutely ludicrous to just order this bedding set and then be stuck with it, discontinued and all, when Baby ends up being a boy. I've been saturated with gut feelings that Baby is a boy since I tested positive. Not that my gut feelings are scientifically accurate but they did aid in my attempts to rationalize. Rationalization worked in other ways, though. I saw that people were listing the sets on E-Bay and getting bids. People were going to want this set. If our baby proves to be a boy, I can always list the set on E-Bay and make someone else happy with it.

I went to sleep last night and, right before I crawled into bed, checked on my girl bedding. There were 5 left. Five was a very, very low number. I dreamed about it a few times during the night. I bolted out of bed at 7:30 this morning and checked on the bedding set again: only three left. THREE.

I had to act fast. So I ordered it. I ordered the bedding set and the window valance. As soon as that e-mail hit my inbox confirming my order and an expected arrival date of February 22nd-24th (the latter being our anatomy scan, of all the irony in the world), I breathed a sigh of relief.

The funny part is, I still think that Baby is a boy and now I've gone from worrying about not having the bedding to wondering how we'll get rid of it. Peace of mind renders priceless, though. The bedding will soon safely be in transit to our home where it'll either be turned into a brilliant no-pink-welcomed, bird-themed nursery or where it'll sit in a linen closet until I find someone who is seeking it as badly as we were. I feel so daring and impulsive. I feel so fiscally irresponsible (I've been married to my accountant husband too long) and spontaneous!

...I feel like I just gave myself another dose of impatience to see me through the next six days.

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