It occurred to me today that despite the beautiful weather here in the North Bay, I hadn't left the house in nearly a week. Strictly speaking that's a lie, but it has felt that way. I've been to the post office and back, but I haven't seen the inside of the grocery store in so long that I'm completely out of staples like baby spinach, peanut butter and coffee filters.
Sitting by the phone has been my main focus for days now, and the news has been kind of repetitious. Tammy is still having contractions, but the doctor still says it could be a week or two. I don't think I can last without goat cheese and bananas that long. (And I know I can't last without coffee filters.)
Since I learned through a reliable source (namely, herself) that Tammy was going to a kids' birthday party and a family barbecue today, I made the decision not to stay home and wait for something to happen. Mom came by and we drove out to the Giraffe Store this afternoon and picked up the baby swing I already told Tammy and David I wanted to get them. (Hence, no surprise to spoil by blabbing here.)
It is so cool! It swings both ways ( side-to-side and back-and-forth, not whatever you were thinking). It plays eight songs and three soothing sounds (and you know how I feel about soothing sounds). It has six speeds and two positions, plus a "water globe with changing lights to soothe and entertain." (That reminds me; I need to get some batteries.)
Why go plain when fancy is so much fun?
The theme of the swing is an aquarium, with fishes and bubbles and stuff, which doesn't exactly fit in with the giraffe-centric (ironically enough) motif of the rest of Aiden's room. But I'm pretty sure they won't be using it in his room so much as all over everywhere else.
Plus, I had a coupon for eight dollars off.