You want how much?!

So, we were starting to settle down a bit after seeing bubs' heartbeat again and getting lots of reassuring words from doctors and midwives. TBH, the latter we more reassuring but if you nod wisely at doctors while they're assuming you know what the hell they're on about, they stop talking eventually.

Now it was time to go shopping. Well not shopping so much, but to have a look at what we'd need to buy if everything goes to plan. I'd read in the "You're going to be a dad, don't panic" type books that I should be prepared, but WTF?! As soon as something is for a baby the price quadruples!

I mean seriously. Who in their right mind would pay $80 for a pair of RM Williams baby booties?! OK, so I would, but they're really cute and when SWMBO lets me get a pair of brown RMs bubs and I will co-ordinate.

Some of the prices charged for clothes really are outrageous though. SWMBO wanted to buy a babygro for $40 on our way back from holiday. Now admittedly Sydney Airport charges like a wounded bull for just about everything including breathing, but that was taking the biscuit. I could buy me a pair of jeans for less than that and we were talking about a quantity of fabric that would barely cover my right arm.

So anyway, we've established that baby clothes are a rort. Lets move on to strollers. There we were the other Saturday getting absolutely no help from the gossiping staff in a well known department store when I decided that I should find out how much we'd be getting shafted for to buy a stroller. $1,800!!! I kid you not oh glorious readers. Yes, you can spend one thousand eight hundred of your hard earned dollars on a bloody stroller, and it's not even gold plated! I guess that that's one to leave for the grandparents to buy.

So in summary, if you go to a shop and ask for anything related to a newborn child just take your mortgage and hand it over.