Almost there....

Mushi and I have recieved many generous baby gifts from families and friends. Mushi knew better, but I surely was not expecting the number of items that were deemed "baby essentials". I always thought a baby needed only one bib, one towel, one bed, and a few drawers.

"No, no no", says Mushi. A baby needs like 20 bibs, cuz he/she spits and throws up like an organic milk gun; hundreds of diapers and wipes cuz he/she pees and poos on demand; and two beds, one for sleeping and one for playing? Life of a baby must be good. A quote from a 4 1/2 month old dad, Spidey "yeah, at the beginning, the baby just eats, sleeps and poos."



We sort of found places for all the essentials in our humble home. Sacrifices had to be made to accomodate Sushi's new stuff. For example, one of my beloved TVs had to be moved into a closet. It was hard to cut that brainless bond after it had faithfully served me with my latenight news and sports update right near my bedroom. Also, a lot of the "treasures" that Mushi accumulated over the years had to take a trip to my storage locker.




Just when I thought we were finished putting away all the goodies, wala, TOYS came through our front door one day (courtesy of Mushi's student's family). "That's right...", I thought. Never mind the "essentials", toys are the big killer for space and bank accounts as the baby grooOWs. As you can see, Mushi and I currently have no place to eat. More storage needed.



As the selfish part of me begins to mentally calculate the "cost" of a child, Mushi calls me over to feel the movement inside her belly... the kicks, the hiccups, the sommersaults quickly erase that thought, and I cannot wait to give Sushi the best she can get in this world!!

Pushi