Saturday, April 17, 2010
Why do I torture myself by going into the baby department. It makes no sense that I would do this to myself. Generally when I need to pick stuff up at Wal*mart or other big box stores I know how to navigate around the store and avoid the baby section of the store. I have learned the hard way that seeing the adorable clothing and equipment can set me off if I am having a sensitive day. However, today I went into Home*sense to find some new pillow to go on our new loveseat and suddenly I felt the magnetic pull that led me into the baby section. I actually stopped, and look longingly at length at all of the adorable stuff. I actually felt like a criminal the entire time I was in there. Like everyone knew that I have absolutely no business being in that section. It was like getting passed the bouncer at some swanky club and knowing that you will get caught for not being on "the list", lord knows I am not on the mommy list. It was actually an adrenaline rush at the start but slowly I crashed and burned and found myself close to tears. I think I will stick to my closet shopping on Craigslist where I can look without worrying about the judgemental eyes of the public.