We didn't find out N's sex before she was born, and the excitement we gleaned from that decision was twofold: first, I feel to this day that it was a huge motivating and calming factor in my labor; and second, I will never forget the moment when my husband looked down and announced that she was a girl. It was so incredible to really meet the little one I had been carrying for the past 41 weeks, and it made for a great announcement to our loved ones.
But I didn't put much thought into the coming home outfit, or really any "first" outfits for the little guy/ girl in advance. In fact, here's a picture of the pre-birth closet. There are literally two tiny-sized outfits in there, neither of which was very appropriate for a freshly baked babe. And, on another thought, why were most of the gender-neutral outfits we received size 3 months+?
We also had FAR too many receiving/ swaddling blankets, or at least far too many of the "wrong kind," but that's another story.
Back to the clothes. I wish I would have bought a kimono style outfit-- with a hat, crossover top, and pants with the feet attached because damn it! I don't know of any socks that stay on newborn feet! And to the white naysayers-- if your child is going to breastfeed, his or her poop is water soluble and does not leave stains-- except for perhaps meconium, but my experience was that blowouts start post-first poops. Trust me. We tested out this theory for MONTHS (until she started solids, at which time our relationship with white changed).
Baby Gap is making my ideal gender-neutral first outfit. When it's time for baby #2, this is the route I'm going unless I decide to go organic. But I'm definitely going white.
Once at home, bundlers and tiny booties are a great route to go during those first change-the-baby's-diaper-ten-times-a-day days. This version is actually gender-neutral for once (I don't believe for one minute that making an item in yellow or green is at all) and I love it:
Can you tell that I have baby fever like whoa?! Good thing real life is keeping me from acting on my clearly irrational impulses-- I want my kids at least two years apart from each other.