Monday, July 30, 2007

The Baby-Industrial Complex


My dear friends and family, I am proud to present what may be my first NPP (Normal Pregnant Person) post:



What a racket.


First, you blow a nice chunk of change on fertility treatments. Then, once you've finally got the coveted bun in the proverbial oven, the marketing really begins.


Now, I have no problem with much of the baby gear on the market. A lot of it might actually be useful, if not strictly necessary. And I am, I totally admit, having fun compiling lists and surfing various baby sites. I'm reveling in it, in fact. Soft, cute baby things make me positively oogy, and I can't wait to decorate Flipper's room and buy her eensy beensy hats and shirts and things with monkeys and dinosaurs on them.


Today, however, I got a little reminder not to take things too far.


I was passing by a verrrrrry high end baby store. The kind of place with maybe a hundred items total in the whole store, all magnificently displayed, and, judging from the price, woven from pure gossamer by highly paid, well educated, unionized elves.


I couldn't resist. I went in.


The adorable onesie with the embroidered pig on the front? Forty-eight dollars. I think my eyes might actually have made a "sproing!" noise as they popped out at that price tag. Forty-eight smackeroos for a onesie with a friggin' pig on it.


I casually sauntered toward the exit, passing on the way the two ladies with the cherub-faced toddler in a stroller. They'd been merrily cooing over dresses for the child, holding them up to her face to see if they went well with her skin tone (?!), apparently unfazed by the hefty prices. As I passed, one of the ladies said, "Honey, stop picking your nose."


Ah, yes. You can dress her up in fancy dresses, but in the end, a baby is still a baby. And spit-up on a forty-eight dollar onesie is just as gross as spit-up on a five dollar onesie.


I'm sure I will succumb to the temptation now and again and spend way too much on stuff for my daughter. But in that, as in anything, balance and perspective are very good things.


3 comments:

Anjani said...

Ah, but my friend, that's why you leave it to YOUR FRIENDS to buy the ridiculously-priced adorable one-use-only-before-she-outgrows/soils/spits-up-on-it items. Especially if one of your friends happens to live VERRRY close to one of the few Hanna Andersson outlets... That way, it's not your fault if your kiddo ends up very fashionable indeed.

cookiegirl said...

...or if they happen to be related to Disney employees... who get discount...

yourfriendmichael said...

OK...now you are freaking me out a little bit....