Maternity Scrubs

I went shopping for maternity scrubs yesterday. My "fat" scrubs are becoming too tight, and I will probably only get another week or two out of them, at best. To my knowledge, there are really only three places to get scrubs in my town, and the only place I figured would even have maternity scrubs was the most expensive place. So I went there.

I have only one word to describe what uniform companies call maternity scrub pants: hideous. There were exactly two styles of pant to choose from. The first pair had buttons on the side that you adjust for your belly. Even on the snuggest setting for my belly, the pants ballooned out from the waistband, and the crotch of the pants ended about halfway down my thighs. They then proceeded into a tapered leg through which I just barely fit my foot. To add insult to injury, they were about two inches too long, so the pants bunched up around the tapered leg. The second pair was the same, except it actually had an elastic panel at the waist that I could have easily pulled up to my breasts. Basically, I looked kind of like a Teletubby in a polyester/cotton blend.

My next strategy was to simply buy bigger versions of the scrubs I normally wear. The expensive store wanted $50 each set, which is highway robbery as far as I'm concerned (who wants to pay 50 bucks for something relative strangers are going to vomit and/or poop on?). So, I moved on to the next store. Their scrubs weren't much cheaper ($18 each piece), but I figured I could buy just the pants and wear a t-shirt and jacket on top. They even had flare leg scrubs! The teensy-tiny problem: the medium-sized pants just fit now, so they won't soon. And of course, the large pants fit the waist, but are way too big everywhere else. I swear, it was almost enough to justify going on maternity leave early.

So, two stores, no scrubs. Today I'm going to the last store in the hopes that they will have some pants that fit. If not, you can just call me Po.

Nesting

When I got home from work last night, I found out that my step-daughter is moving out this weekend! She found a nice place not-to-far-away, that was available right away. Don't get me wrong, I will miss having her around; but I must confess that my thoughts almost immediately turned to how I will decorate the baby's new room. After all, I only have four months left.

It's funny how this kind of stuff turns out because yeserday at work, I was talking about how I haven't bought baby furniture yet because there's nowhere to put it. I also mentioned that I hoped my step-daughter would be able to find a place by the spring. So imagine my surprise when I got home to find I can nest!

I had trouble falling asleep last night because I was busy figuring out where to put the crib we now have room for, as well as the dresser, bookshelf and other furniture. Of course, we'll have to have the carpets cleaned first, and wash the walls down, and scrub the windows...okay so I was getting a bit ahead of myself.

It's one of those things where I smugly thought to myself, "I'll never be one of those nesting pregnant women, who get all obesessed with the cleaning and getting the baby's room ready months ahead of time." Yet here I am, virtually squirming in my seat to get my hands on that room.

The last time my step-daughter wasn't living here, we did little else to the room besides vacuum it for two months. Of course, she still had a lot of her stuff here, too, but I think if I weren't pregnant, we would probably just leave that room for a while. That, or my husband would convert it into a storage room.

But now of course, visioins of baby bedding is dancing in my head. And I thought nobody else would notice, but my husband actually said last night, "now you can start nesting, honey." And my step-daughter said the same thing this morning. Well, except for calling me honey.

So, in the next few weeks, if you're wondering what I'm doing, I'll be in the baby's room, nesting. Those who have been there will understand, and those who have not don't laugh too hard because it'll happen to you.