I don't know why she had to tell you any of that bullshit.
I didn't shop for a thing until, in retrospect, I was already in early labor. I had no trouble conceiving but I'd had two miscarriages, one a year before our son was conceived so I was very leery of doing anything to get ready. Though I am not by temperament superstitious, I refused a baby shower, I didn't buy so much as a pack of diapers. The morning of the day I went into labor, I called my mother and told her I wanted to get everything. It was summer so she wasn't working (she was a teacher) so she came, and we shopped. We had borrowed a bassinette, and been given a rocking chair by my MIL, and somehow a crib and chest of drawers and changing table made their way into the spare room, though we never had a chance to repaint. I washed all of the baby things, got it all put away. (I also cleaned my entire house that afternoon. Nesting is a thing!) At about 10 pm, my water broke, I started strong contractions, and we went to L&D. I was already 6 centimeters! Five hours later, we had a baby boy.
Getting a baby room ready means nothing. Moms can be as prepared as they possibly can be and have a good outcome--or a bad one. The baby can sleep in a box in your bedroom--I think Finland sends new moms and babies home from hospital with a full box of supplies with the box meant to be the first bed--and anyway, you can pick up what you really need for a new baby at the local drugstore on your way home if need be. Most mothers and babies do fine, as you already know.
(If only it were that easy to predict our future.)
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I didn't shop for a thing until, in retrospect, I was already in early labor. I had no trouble conceiving but I'd had two miscarriages, one a year before our son was conceived so I was very leery of doing anything to get ready. Though I am not by temperament superstitious, I refused a baby shower, I didn't buy so much as a pack of diapers. The morning of the day I went into labor, I called my mother and told her I wanted to get everything. It was summer so she wasn't working (she was a teacher) so she came, and we shopped. We had borrowed a bassinette, and been given a rocking chair by my MIL, and somehow a crib and chest of drawers and changing table made their way into the spare room, though we never had a chance to repaint. I washed all of the baby things, got it all put away. (I also cleaned my entire house that afternoon. Nesting is a thing!) At about 10 pm, my water broke, I started strong contractions, and we went to L&D. I was already 6 centimeters! Five hours later, we had a baby boy.
Getting a baby room ready means nothing. Moms can be as prepared as they possibly can be and have a good outcome--or a bad one. The baby can sleep in a box in your bedroom--I think Finland sends new moms and babies home from hospital with a full box of supplies with the box meant to be the first bed--and anyway, you can pick up what you really need for a new baby at the local drugstore on your way home if need be. Most mothers and babies do fine, as you already know.
(If only it were that easy to predict our future.)