I clicked over to Trish's blog, the way I do pretty much every day, looked at the baby-ticker-thing and realized that tomorrow will be (gulp) 33 weeks. Now, if this were a less, I dunno, fraught pregnancy, I probably would have gone out and bought some adorable infant-related stuff. As it is, I haven't gotten anything. Not one thing.*
But I didn't get anything for Cole before he arrived either and, although I had to run out of the hospital to pick up a car seat and some clothes and he slept in a laundry basket for the first few nights at home, it seemed to work out just fine.
So, when people ask me what they need to do to get ready for a new baby, I tell them "Nothing. Absolutely nothing." Though, as usual, your mileage may vary.
*Okay. I'll confess. I got two things. Namely, two little pink outfits that I bought right after the 20-week ultrasound and left with Trish. But they're not in my house, so they don't really count, right?