A FISH OUT OF WATER

I went into a baby shop the other day and I guess it would be a bit like a man going into a lingerie shop to buy lingerie for his wife. I'm sure I am not the only one who feels like they are about to get kicked out for being an imposter when they walk into a baby store. You nervously look around to see if anyone has noticed this non-pregnant, childless woman in the store looking a tad lost and confused and completely out of their depth! 

We went into the Baby Factory when we were doing our second IVF cycle as we wanted to send a message out to the universe that we were ready for this. I wanted to buy a little outfit as a reminder of what the end goal was - how hard could it be? Man, we had no idea! 00? 000? 0000? Huh?! Initially we took up an outfit and just before parting with my cash I thought I had better ask if it was the standard newborn size. My husband had held it up and studied it and announced that that looked about the size of a baby (I think perhaps he was hoping to escape in a hurry!) The lady looked at me and was like 'No, that's for a premature baby' I was like, 'Oh, so what is the normal size for a newborn baby?' (while hubby looked at me and was like 'You have to push out something even bigger than that?!') and I swear she almost rolled her eyes at me like I was the only woman in the world who didn't understand the intricacies of baby clothing sizes. Well, I'm sorry but when you're infertile going into a shop full of teeny tiny adorable little clothes is not a good place to hang out and be reminded of what you're missing out on. But at the same time it's tempting, a bit like the local candy store where you know it isn't good for you but you can't help but admire and drool and wish. I can't wait till the day that I can go into a baby shop and be just another pregnant woman smug in the knowledge that I do know what I am doing. But then again, I probably still won't have a clue! Ask me about infertility and I can tell you anything and everything but actual babies? Uh, uh! No idea! But that's a whole other blog post for another time!