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Yesterday I went driving all over God's creation trying to find a decent, used crib. A friend of ours was going to let us use their crib, but her little girl isn't going to be ready for a regular bed in time. No big deal. One thing about me, I hate paying full price for anything. Actually, I hate shopping almost as much as I hate throwing up. I buy as much online as I possibly can. Which brings me back to the crib. There's a chain of stores here that sell second hand baby furniture, and clothes. They have several locations. I think I visited ten of them yesterday. Exactly how I want to spend my Sunday. Especially when I am carrying a basketball in my belly. No luck. The only cribs I found that I liked were around $300.00. I am not paying that for a used piece of shit when I can get something new for less money at Babies-R-Us. So I call my mom who has been asking non-stop what we are going to use for a crib. It turns out, my parents were going to give us the money we spent for a crib as soon as we bought one, for a shower gift. My parents lost everything back in 1997 when their company closed. I am talking cash, cars, house...you name it. My childhood ended on that day. I believe I might of mentioned this before. If not, I am now. It's a hard subject for me to even think about to this day. There are many details I will leave out, simply because to think about it all makes me want to cry, still. A few months after they lost everything, my dad had a massive stroke. He's since recovered, and they began rebuilding their lives. They have been out to dinner maybe ten times since 1997. They don't buy new clothes. They drive the oldest piece of shit cars you have ever seen. They haven't taken a vacation together since 1995. All they've wanted to do is own their own home again. To plant their roots. In June I came across a house that needed MAJOR work. That's right up my dads alley. They qualified for the loan and bought their home. I am so proud of my parents. They could of given up on their future and just remained stagnet all of these years. Instead, they've busted their asses trying to rebuild the life they once had. Trying to better themselves as best they could, at the age of 60. Their house is beautiful. They've done so much work. All themselves of course. All the years of sacrifice saving money has paid off. The crib we like is only $200.00 but it's the point. That $200.00 could go towards a new front door for them. They said they may not be millionaires but they are rich with love for my unborn child. I am thankful each and everyday for them. When all else has failed in my life, they have always been the ones standing strong once the dust has settled. Even in their own hour of need. We could easily buy our own crib. Money isn't the issue. I simply didn't want to pay retail price for something that will be used for such a short time. I hope I can be half the mother to my child as my own mother has been to me.
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