The (shopping) bug is starting to bite

Amazingly for me, I'm here, heading towards 25 weeks pregnant, and I haven't bought a single thing for the baby. Literally, all I've bought so far are those two pairs of maternity jeans (that I am now beginning to depise) and several long vests from Gap and Topshop. My bank balance is looking rosy and everything is bobby along nicely, despite the fact that I'm yet to buy anything for the Pullen Bear.
But below this calm, spend-free facade is a crazed shopaholic desperate to set herself free. The feelings have been brewing for a few weeks now: the endless chats with other Bumpettes about prams, thoughts about the nursery and now, I've even started seriously pondering what this baby will wear on its first few days on earth. It is horrible to think that the pure, unadulterated baby will even need clothes. If I could, I'd keep it all naked and natural, but I think I may get done by Social Service, especially considering that he or she will be making it's big arrival when the mercury is in free fall.
So, what do you buy for a tiny, cute little newborn when you don't know the sex? I'm not doing yellow. Just not going there. And I kind of feel the same about pale grey. Grey is a bit of a sad colour, and I want this baby to be all bouncy and happy and, well, not grey.
So I've done the impossible. I've put in an order from America. This isn't excatly shopping per se, as no money has exchanged hands. Rather, I've enlisted the help of Fashion Berm, who has rather selfishly decided to make Los Angeles her home for the next few years. This is bad news on all fronts - except when it comes to shopping. I know Berm knows me well; she basically knows this baby already, such are the hours, days, months spent together over the last decade or so. She is also 'in fashion', and so understands my aversion to lemon sherbet ducks. Helpfully the Fashion Berman is also flying into town next month and so there will be a package for the Mini Pullen winging its way over the Atlantic very soon, lucky thing.
Anyway, all this chat about baby grows and tiny hats, it has got me thinking. Or rather, clicking. Ok, I admit, I've been virtual shopping online. That's allowed, I reckon. Currently I have several full 'baskets' at several different online portals. I haven't clicked 'Buy' on any of them yet, but the two pictures above, are this week's front runners for hospital gear.
I love the elephant. It's so sweet and innocent. And the Mothercare beige set, while mildly bland, at least looks sweet in a carmel ice cream kind of way.
This baby shopping lark is fun, its also dangerous addictive. But I feel gooooood, and it isn't worrying me at all.

POST SCRIPT: There is going to be a new baby Olins in the clan. This is truly amazing, exciting, fantastic news. Lozzy and Ade, the Pullen Bear can't wait. It told me this morning - it is very advanced this child of ours. Smiles all around.