I have not written that much about my pregnancy on the blog, because . . . well, there is not much to say. At this point (week 16) there is not much to do but wait. I guess all-in-all that makes mine a typical pregnancy.
Last week I did outgrow almost all of my clothes. I have one pair of jeans and two pair of linen pants that I can actually still button. The rest I use a rubber band to keep closed. I outgrew all of my blouses and button down shirts about two months ago. I live in pull overs and polo shirts now. Because of this sorry state, I decided to go have a peak at maternity clothes. And what I discovered, was not pretty (both literally and figuratively).
First, I went into a shop that had kids clothes but I had often seen some maternity clothes in the windows. I found some rather nice looking pregnancy slacks. "These might be perfect for work," I thought. And then I saw the 89.99 Euro price tag and left them right where I found them. Second, I went over to H&M, which what my only friend with a baby recommended to me. I found a few cute tops and some more jeans. At only 29.99, I was more in the mood to buy. I picked up a pair in my normal size (42: hey sizes are different here!) and went to try them on. I could not even get them over my thighs. I got so depressed that I put them back and walked out of the store with nothing.
I would like to point out that at 4 months, I have only gained 10 pounds, which my doctor says is just fine. In fact, I have gained it all in my stomach and my chest (which is now huge; I am afraid of what is going to happen when the milk comes in). The German actually thinks that I have lost weight in my face, neck and arms. So riddle me this, Batman. Do pregnancy pants exist in a different universe where size means nothing?
I have also started to read extensively about pregnancy and childbirth. It freaks me out a bit. If I don't eat my vegetables one day, I panic that my child will have a neurological disorder. If I drink a cup of coffee, I am afraid that the kid will have ADD. After reading that sleeping on your back puts pressure on your circulation including your aorta (holy crap!), I did not sleep a wink.
The German is very good about calming me down and we both agree that if I continue to worry, then we might as well set up the therapy fund for the kid right now. Although, most of our money will be going to other things for the kid in the next few months. Because, what people don't tell you - kids are freakin' expensive! And I am not just talking about pregnancy pants.
Out of curiosity, the German and I went into "Baby World" the other day. Choices, choices. There are cribs and bassinets, strollers and car seats, play-pens and swings, changing tables and wardrobes. I saw a really nice stroller: 450 Euro. Yup, I will always pick out the most expensive thing in the store. Babies have start up costs equivalent to those of starting a company. Actually I think the start up costs for my company were lower. However, we are going to bite the bullet and get what we need (and I want). I was a hand-me down kid, and so out of principle I only want shiny, new things for my child. Don't worry, I am sure that will go away after the first 1000 Euro is gone.
PS I have registered a car before in the States. So, I do know what it involves. For those wondering, we actually DID have proof of insurance when we went to the DMV. It just was not the specific proof that they wanted to see. What we SHOULD have done was call our insurance agent when we moved. We got the damn Doppelkarte in the mail today and with it a list of stuff that you need to register your car. We are headed to the DMV tomorrow.