Donovan and I went to purchase items for Noemi’s “welcome bag” this week. AAI asks that each family sends a gallon-size freezer bag with the following items:• a simple one-piece outfit
• two small, plush toys
• a disposable camera that the Nannies will use to take photos of Noemi, including one of her in her outfit from us
• a small photo album with photos of us for the Nannies to get to know us better
It's all that we will get to send to her...so you can imagine the pressure. What started as a laid-back trip to Target’s baby section turned into me tearing up at the thought of trying to find two toys to meet all of her needs. But how can I possibly know what type of stimulation she needs most? Donovan and I laughed as the tears started to slowly roll and I realized my hysterics. It’s the early interventionist in me to want to make sure each developmental domain is being properly targeted. Oh my. I’m a case already. We settled on a half-lamb, half-butterfly thingy that serves as a teether and toy at the same time. Little did Donovan know that I had intentions of sleeping with our new lamb-fly friend so that I could get my scent on him. I think it’s safe to say that Donovan has been a little freaked out by me going to bed at night with a stuffed toy shoved down my shirt, and he gets really cranky when I roll over on its wing and it makes that annoying crinkle sound at 3AM. Donovan has had to remind me more than once that the lamb-fly is NOT our daughter, and that I shouldn’t get too attached to the dang toy. But it’s all I got right now and I’m going to keep shoving that thing down my shirt until it smells like me. And I know that he secretly loves little lamb-fly, too.
The toy Donovan really wanted for Noemi...
Donovan upgraded to the disposable camera with a zoom feature. Of course.
