yesterday, while standing in the target isle with the ever-so-impressive scanner in my hand, i had a minor freak out about what we are about to endeavor. it costs $250.00 for a breast pump (and 50 cents for each bag to hold the milk), $250.00 for a crib (not including the mattress), $180.00 for a swing, $150.00 for a car seat, an additional $100.00 for the stroller adaptor. If you're thinking of running, add $350.00 for a jogging stroller (and that's not even the top of the line). Each pacifier costs 3.00 and each little onesie, the same. Don't even get me started on diapers... ouch. i think i have some chest pain. and these are only the monetary stressors.
i look at my patients at work and think: really? You were at mass with your parents, choked on a rosary bead and now...... You put an ipod charger in your mouth and lost your tongue? i am locking my kid in a clear ball for its entire life-- assuming all comes out okay. how on earth do we think we can do this?
yikes. while i am feeling better today, i am certain these freak outs will increase in number as the due date approaches. yippy.
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