Going Home

I have heard through the grapevine that it's important to have a "going home" outfit for your little munchkin when you leave the hospital. Up until about two weeks ago I had no idea that such a thing was important at all. Apparently, clothing your little baby, placing him in the car seat and taking the official picture is a moment that people look forward to . . . who knew? And, where have I been?

It's a good thing I have friends who would tell much such a thing before I go to the hospital. Had it not been for the good advice I would have had one poor, pitiful, naked baby in a car seat. Well, okay, maybe not naked . . . I do have a brain . . . but he wouldn't have been nearly as cute as he should be AND, God forbid, maybe not as cute as the other babies.

So . . . what's a pregnant lady to do? Well, make a couple of going home outfits, of course.


No, I'm not expecting twins. I just also heard that having a "back up" outfit was a good idea as babies are prone to vomit, poop or pee all over their clothing AND their mothers are prone to cry when said baby ruins his going home outfit. See? I have good friends who tell me such things. I'm very thankful.

The onesies are a newborn size that were handed down to me from my sister-in-law. I used the ever-useful freezer painting technique to paint the icons on there. Get it? A little "house" icon because he's "going home?" Oh, I know. I'm so clever! The whale? Well, it's not nearly as clever, but it went with the striped hat that I already had on hand - also another hand-me-down from my sister-in-law.

I made the little pants too. One is gray, the other is navy blue, although they look black. They're not my best work, but they will do. And, then, I used the pattern of the striped hat to make the gray hat. I don't usually do that kind of thing because I typically screw it up and then swear a lot. But, this time the stars were aligned just right and I figured it out! (patting myself on the back) Now, here's hoping it actually fits him.