I tend to use thrifting as my weight loss motivation these days. It’s a nice, long walk to the thrift store and back and you never know what bargains they will have. There’s nothing like a sickeningly cute onesie to make you remember that walking every day in rain, walking up hill, saying no to chocolate chip cookies (Weight Watchers brand ones are dangerously delicious) and generally feeling a little hard done by from time to time is actually going to be worth it in the end. The past couple of weeks I have been quite lucky at thrifting which has helped my motivation immensely and my budget very little.
I may have gasped and acted slightly furtive when I saw this large hardcover book of the Complete Winnie the Pooh for only $4. It would retail for up to $80 and I am more than a little in love with Winnie the Pooh books. I hope to pass that love on to our child one day so yeah, I felt quite lucky that day.
I couldn’t resist buying this little newborn set. I probably have more newborn sized clothes than a newborn baby would ever wear before they grow too big (how short is that stage?) but when they insist on making such cute stuff how can I resist? I can’t, I am far too weak.
And the latest find was baby blankets and a chicken crib sheet. The thing I love about thrifting is that I bet you couldn’t buy chicken sheets in a retail store but you never know what crazy stuff thrifting will produce.
I would like to clarify that I do thrift things that aren’t baby related too. (My life isn’t all crazy infertile lady, I swear) It just seems to be baby week for me. I saw my fertility doctor yesterday which went well (lordie, that man is handsome) and he was very nice about my weight loss. I see him again in early November and that should be the last time before he refers me on to the actual fertility people. These things aren’t rushed on the public health system though so there’s going to be more than enough time for me to thrift a ton of stuff yet (and go ever so slightly crazy over how long this is taking. I want my life back) but if I am lucky I might be seen by them around my 32nd birthday in April. Maybe I’ll be pregnant by the end of next year? It would be nice to think of other things besides my biological clock and periods and hating every woman with a baby bump. And it’s getting really, really hard to say no to those WW chocolate chip cookies.
(Sorry if this post seems a little desperate. It’s now been over a year since we’ve been trying to have a baby through ‘non natural means’ and like I said the wheels of the public health system move very slowly. I’m beginning to get really frustrated by the lack of progress and how thoroughly my life has been turned upside down. Lets try for a happy crafting post next time shall we? I’ve got something really fun on the crochet hook right now.)