Large plastic bags are being delivered to my home and I'm very grateful for them. So far I have very little stuff for the baby. If it wasn't for the kindness of other mothers dropping off their baby goods (because, though younger than me, they have sensibly finished with child-bearing), we would have nothing. This is due to a combination of my superstition (if I buy things, this pregnancy will go wrong), being in denial (what, so this lump is a baby?) and still being at work (denial and not wanting to sit around just waiting).