eal foray into the world of parenthood was a shopping excursion to the mecca of all things bobbled and brightly coloured - Toys R' Us.Let me be absotutely clear, this is not a store, it is an ADD inducement chamber (thanks to Daniel for that literary reference). There are entire walls of plastic gizmos and cotton doodads. Shelves overflowing with everything from playdoe to diapers. Children running wild with sensory overload, while in the distance, the faint echoes of 'It's a Small World After All' induces parents into comatose stuppors as a means of escaping the sensory bombardment (or at least as a means of escaping their children who are latched onto their legs pleading for the giant Dora pillow or the Thomas the Train poster thanks to the full package of Nerds, conveniently placed at the right height for 4 year old hands, that they downed almost as soon as they set foot in the store). Ok, I'm taking a little poetic liscence here, but I've had sugar highs that were less intense.
There were entire walls in that place that we, as complete novices, were unable to decipher. All we could figure out from the packaging was that if we did not buy this product for our child, she would obviously wind up sick, uncared for and unloved... or a used car salesperson. It was never really that clear. Luckily, we had a cell phone! Unluckily, all the people we could think to call had lives, and so weren't home. We were on our own...

Our first hurdle, diapers. There was an entire wall of them. Now it's hard enough picking out diapers when you're pretty much guessing at the approximately weight of your child, since the info you have on her is about 5 months old. But, the diaper companies make it that much harder by absolutely guaranteeing if you don't use their product, you will ruin your child for life. After a futile 10 minutes trying to figure out just what the heck was different between huggies, pampers and the other guys, we finally picked the package that seemed to have the greatest weight range (16-32 pds.)
After that rousing success, we moved on to the bottles, where we were totally out of our league. You can't just pick-up a couple bottles. Nope. You have to commit to an entire bottle feeding system. And woes for your baby if you pick the wrong one, because you will be condemning your angel to either starvation - whilst they try to draw liquid from a tiny-itty bitty hole in the nipple - or chronic gas - from the inappropriate bottle that you chose. This is the point where we dove for the cell phone. After that failed, we retreated to the same strategy we use for picking bottles of wine - we went for the ones with the pretty pictures on them.
At the end of the day, we came home with a couple bags of stuff, and muttled through with our own unique version. The picture kinda explains it all:

Yup, that's a bag of rice in a Snugli.
Despite our shopping ineptitude, we do have confirmed travel plans. We leave Ottawa on Tuesday, June 27th, and arrive in Beijing on Wednesday, June 28th. In-country travel details are still forthcoming, but we expect to travel to Nanchang on July 2nd, and finally get to pick-up Kiyomi on July 3rd (if I remember right, that's also Geno's birthday).
Excitement is definitely starting to build... only 31 days until we leave!





