Baby Stuff and a Few Trinkets

It seems that there is a never ending need to shop for baby stuff. Every single day I find things that I need to replace, I need to add more to and just things that I need to have for my baby. Here are things we bought a couple of weeks ago.

My doctor told me that I need to buy a carrier because my baby is becoming heavier. He likes to be carried a lot and it takes a toll on my back, shoulders and arms. I can’t have that because I might get sick so yes, I’m a good patient and bought one.

Got these to make feeding time faster when we are out and about

pillow cases

I got another one of these to organize my son’s toys.

I promised myself that I will never buy Avon stuff again. I broke that promise when I found out that my staff is an Avon Lady. I wanted to help her out so I ordered these:

Just look at the pretty box!

Inside are a few pairs of pretty earrings:

This will be my last Avon purchase. I can guarantee that.

By the way, we got this free lamp:

We’re really happy about this lamp. We no longer need to buy a night light. It’s also very useful during ungodly hours because we don’t need to get up and turn on the light. We can just reach over, click, and it gives us the right amount of light we need. We hate it when the room gets suddenly bright. The baby does not like it too.

I think I have a couple more haul posts and I just discovered that I need to buy more clothes for the little one as the ones that we have here don’t fit him anymore! This is crazy!

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