i just went shopping for baby clothes today, unfortunately not for my own unborn child – that would have to wait.
right now, there are SO many friends popping out babies, left right and centre… oh wait, this has been happening for quite a bit for the past two years, hasn’t it? well, in any case, this time, i got to have a *taste* of what it feels like to actually be able to buy baby girl clothes for myself, and now i can look at them without feeling any envy. finally, to scoff at little boys’ clothes instead!
i’ve always been wary of the blue-for-boys, pink-for-girls stereotype, so i’ve conscientiously tried to steer clear from buying these socially-assigned, gender-biased colours for them. though i have, on weak occasions, veered into the pink zone just because I COULDN’T HELP IT THEY’RE SO FREAKING CUTE, but i made firmly sure they’re not prostitute-hot-pink and are tastefully paired with earthy colours to tone the pinkness down. seriously!
oh, and i hope to not to be deluged with pinks myself when this one’s born too, ha ha. :p
well, ok except for this one dress i saw just now at the Bloom B shop, which was pink and green, in the softest cotton, all flowy and purrrty… sigh.
aanyway, another thing i told myself not to do was to, erm, ‘toncet’ the lil girl’s hair, you know like the ‘jin toncet’ kind, on top of the head, like a tiny palm tree sprung out from the head… hehe!
oh, and none of those little gold bracelets, or ‘kling-kling’ thingies on their legs, like little gold shackles with bells. irritating arh, macam kucing. (do they sell mini tiffany’s bracelets, you think? now THAT would be quite cute, hehe.)
but we’ll see how. i may have all these ‘rules’ now, but we all know rules generally get assed when you’re a parent. :p