Okay, a little back story. After Cora died my husband and I took stock of the things we should keep and things we should return. We knew we'd have more kids, so we decided the furniture and clothing we'd keep, but the bath stuff, and the diapers and wipes we'd return. Needless to say, returning several packages of diapers and having to explain why was rather traumatizing.
When Erin was born, I didn't buy any diapers at all until we got home from the hospital. I just couldn't buy another package of diapers until I knew I needed them without a doubt.
With Patrick, I plucked up my courage and bought a package the day before I was induced. And freaked out. It was such a hard thing for me to do.
Well, today I was at Target, and I bought a package of newborn diapers. At 28 weeks. I did freak out and had to have a friend remind me it wouldn't jinx things. But now that I've gotten through that, I'm proud of myself. I can't believe how well I'm doing emotionally this go around.