As Easter approaches, the innocent question was posed to me with a smile from ear to ear: Do you have a basket and a dress for Georgia?
Insert large gulp.
No. I don't have a $65 floral, poofy and/or monogrammed dress for her. (Quick disclaimer: to those of you who do - I LOVE the pictures and your child is darlin. Really.) Nor a basket - she'll probably have an opinion on one next year.
The problem is: I'm cheap.
Let me go back to when the ultrasound tech said "It's a GIIIRL!" Keep in mind, a psychic had told me I was having a boy AND my hips didn't seem to be growing THAT wide so I thought FOR SURE I was having a boy. And for that boy I would only have to clothe him in shirt and pants and that was that. But when she said GIRL...I needed time. Time to process the bows, tights, patten leather shoes, tutus, magic wands, etc. that I'd have to buy just BECAUSE she was a girl.
I've sent her to baby school twice in a headband/bow. Once was because of pictures and the second was because...well, I hadn't done it in awhile (4 months to be exact). She has such fine hair and so little of it...I don't want the headband to wear a groove or displace what little hair she has. Silly I'm sure. I just hope she doesn't shoot me for the baby pictures she'll see...shirt and pants (mostly)...minus the accessories. I hope she feels whole in the absence of baby hair bows, head bands, and tutus. I hope she feels whole. :)
When she looks back at the holidays, she won't see a red velvet dress atop Santa's lap. Instead she'll see the 'spur of the moment' outfit we purchased because she blew out the first one, but that's another story (and the first one still wasn't the red velvet dress with the black tie around the waste).
And here we are at Easter and we're seeing my grandmother for lunch. Georgia - you'll probably be wearing your spring-iest top with bright yellow pants because that's what you're comfortable in and you've got mileage on that outfit. I hope you won't hate me for the one-time dresses I'm not willing to buy. They're cute. And for the record, your dad would buy them for you ...and the occasion...any day.
I just hope you'll feel whole :) when you look back without the foof and sateen.
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