Not letting myself go (but…toys!)
Lucy’s great-grandma sent fifty big ones for my girl’s birthday, so after the daycare drop, Mummy got to go shopping.
(Wow, that sounds so…white trash negletful, doesn’t it? I kissed the baby before I dumped her, don’t worry…)
I find it fascinating that I have no problems spending money on my daughter. Between new toys with Grandma’s money, safety clips for our cupboards (smart baby) and cereal, I spent around $70 without blinking.
Yet I’m wearing the rattiest, saddest bras ever.
I think my breasts cry when I cram them into their pre-baby holders, most bought in my second year of university in 2000. The others are at least four years old, bally and itchy. I want to barf putting on the nursing bras — the only undergament I’ve worn every single day every hour except in the shower for the past 365 days — but at least they fit on the tightest clip.
But I feel selfish and antsy spending money on myself, especially right now when we’re watching the bank. Never ever one to suffer from buyer’s remorse, it’s kicked into high gear lately.
Is this what parenthood is all about? Is this why so many moms end up letting themselves go, because an inbred instinct puts their offspring ahead of themselves?
I promised myself before we had Lucy that I’d never let that happen. I hope because I see it happening occasionally that I can prevent it from becoming permanent. And I like to think my family (especially Eric) and friends will stop it, too.
So this weekend I’m shopping for me. Just a couple bras until my birthday (March 22!) and I land a job. When that happens, whoo-baby! look out!
Plus, toys! The Little People Bonus Castle was on sale for $19.99 at Toys R’ Us! Huge bargain. All the regularly priced $34.99 sets are on sale until tomorrow. Also purchased: Playskool magnetic letters and 
numbers (Lucy is currently obsessed with my microwave finger-potholders that stick to the fridge), and Sassy count and spell foam bath stickies.
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ooooo, the castle! Bean’s Little People menagerie is jealous… she needs a dragon to add to the crowd
(maybe for NEXT Christmas!)
Also – I hear you on the bra situation. Next paycheque, that’s where my ‘fun’ money is going!
I know what you mean, my son Jaxson is 8 weeks old and the other day my husband asked me what I wanted to do for my birthday and I completely forgot it was in a week. My days and nights are all about taking care of him, I find that I rarely put myself first.
I do hear you on the bra situation. I don’t have any babies but yet I’ve been wearing one bra for about 6-8 months, because I can’t afford more. Just be happy that you can go to La Senza and buy a bra, you could be me, I finally broke down last weekend and bought two new ones… for $230.00!!! One of those was even a sports bra cause I fall out of my old one. I can’t buy pretty bras for $25-$50, I have to go to a specialty store for my 34FF’s!
*winces* 34 double F’s???!!! Yikes! My back aches in sympathy.
I do think all moms tend to forget about themselves and put everyone elses needs before their own. I know I have to make a concentrated effort not to do so even to this day. Old habits die hard.
Try to remember to treat yourself once in awhile
I bought two beauties from La Senza this afternoon, in pink and brown. 30% off all bras this weekend! It took almost two hours and two fittings — I’d forgotten how damn exhausting bra shopping was when you’re not buying from a box…