::The Baby Store
At 25, this was a place I tolerated to get a gift for my friends who got married and pregnant “early” in life. It was a five minute interchange of printing a registry, finding a $25 gift, and getting out of there without a toddler having a melt-down in the check out line.
At 28, this was a place I would venture into for the occasional shower gift as well. But as I strolled down the aisles, I found myself actually interested in baby bumpers, strollers, and other random items that had not meant much to me up until this point. I began to wonder as I sketched out the plan for my life, “when will my time be?”
At 30, I found myself asking a different question…a harder question…”Will there be a time for me?” Visiting a baby store became a reminder of a season I desperately wanted but couldn’t be in yet. It was hard. It was emotional. I couldn’t drive past a baby store without thinking, “I’m missing out on something others get to be a part of.” I opted for chipping into a larger gift just to avoid the store all together.
At 32, I walked into my first baby store filled with no other emotion than complete delight! It was thrilling to to look at bedding, clothes, little shoes, diaper bags, etc. It was freeing to pick up onesies and have no other thoughts in my mind except, “my child will look adorable in this.” It was life-giving to be in a room with women who had baby bumps and cherish the thought that we are both going to be moms. It was empowering to feel like I actually deserve to be in this store…I’ve got one on the way just like everyone else.
I have always wanted to be a mom but for the first time this year, I was able to rest in the fact that I will be one, one day. That is an amazing feeling. Here’s a picture of my new, favorite baby store that I’ve started to visit often because I can. 🙂