The bump chronicles #2: What do I want for Christmas?

I want to start this post out by saying that I know I should feel extremely grateful that I have people in my life who want to buy me Christmas presents. There is nothing nicer in the world than having people love you enough to want to make you happy by getting you things.

I am also an extremely practical person, which is one of the many good (and more interesting) traits that I inherited from my father, who I am just like. I like my presents to be useful, so more often that not I ask for clothes as gifts. Over the  last two years my weight has fluctuated so much that I have been constantly trying to rebuild my wardrobe and I have been thrilled with the jumpers, blouses, skirts and jeans that I have been lucky enough to receive. 

This year I am at a bit of a loss. My proto baby bump is still teeny tiny so I haven’t broken out of my pre-pregnancy clothing yet and while I could preemptively ask for maternity clothes it’s hard to know quite what kind of thing is going to suit me once the bump does break out or quite what temperature it’s going to be when it does.

The other thing Mr O and I have always asked for is vouchers from Oliver Bonas or John Lewis for us to buy things for our home but since we’ll be moving not long after Little O arrives, it doesn’t make sense to do any more to decorate this flat.

I could also ask for things for Little O or useful things like a bottle warmer but there is a part of me that feels like buying anything for a baby that’s not quite out of the early miscarriage danger zone yet is tempting fate… which is probably also why I freaked out a bit last weekend when Mr O’s amazing cousin offered to show us all the baby things we could inherit from their little girl. I’m sorry…

So I guess I am just not sure what to ask for, which I think has made me seem terribly unthankful to all the lovely people who want to buy me gifts. All I can say is that despite my lack of direction and my odd requests for kitchen implements I will love anything that you get me… and not mind at all if you don’t get me anything. Next year you can all shower Little O with presents so that he/she can ignore all of them and eat the wrapping paper/boxes while I fall asleep behind the tree from exhaustion.

This year I will just be trying not to cry all the time, which is what I have spent the last week doing.

2 Comments

  1. Awwwwwww lady! This is so sweet and so sad at the same time! Me? As for the bean? I am sure everyone is cooking up so many plans!

    1. abbiosbiston

      I actually got such lovely creative presents. I was very spoilt! 😊

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