We all understand the basic concept of a baby registry. Right?
Pregnant women and adopting parents sign up at a store of their choosing for the items that they want. Then friends and family carefully select the largest, least expensive item on the list. [Biggest bang for your buck]
If for some reason you either can’t access the registry online, in the store, or you just don’t give a shit then you purchase a gift card – just make sure it’s obnoxiously cute.
Now, what I can’t understand is how I managed to get only two of the things that I registered for yet was given like 50 bibs. OK…more like two packs of five but we don’t use bibs and I made a point of NOT registering for them.
I know some of you are thinking that I should just be happy that I got anything at all but I’m calling bullshit on that.
The invitations informed everyone of the places where I was registered and when someone goes out of their way to tell you that shit, you buy from those places!
For the love of Sailor Jerry!
One of the places I registered at was Wal-Mart! You’re telling me that they didn’t go to freakin’ Wal-Mart at some point before the shower? Come on. I live in Arkansas; everyone goes to Wal-Mart at least once a week and that’s why I registered there. I mean, I didn’t want to appear stuck-up by just registering at Target. I’m a down-to-earth type of girl; I care.
It just boils down to common courtesy. I spend the time to tell you what to get me and you get me something from the list.
My pregnant rant is now over. Carry on with your normal day-to-day activities.
