NYKate- I totally feel your pain! I'm about to return to Argentina after spending some time in the States up here (will respond to your last PM soon, BTW!
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My mom basically had to keep me on a leash from buying everything, because I am incapable of identifying a decent price vs. "overpaying" for an "inferior brand" anymore. I felt like I had landed on another planet (a colorful planet with such elaborate and crazy choices to be made, oh my!).... If I have a CHOICE between two (or maybe even more) types of the same product, OMG - Sensory overload! Totally overwhelmed (yes, very sad inded). I was ready to pull them both off the shelves and check if they had any others as a back up in stock ("just in case"). Yeah, I think i've become Argentinized, the condition has permanently altered my brain and sense of reality!
As you know, I'm also pregnant. If someone had told me that I would treat a trip to Walmart or Target (or *holy hell!* Sam's Club/Costco) like a shopping spree at Disney for a kid, I wouldn't have believed them. They say the first step in a recovery process for any condition or vice is admitting that there's a problem. I'm ready to admit that- My mom was almost screaming at me to finally leave Walmart, probably because dragging her visibly pregnant daughter out of there by her hair would have been frowned upon!
On the upside, there is one thing to think about and really appreciate: What you save in baby "stuff," you'll more than make up for for standard prenatal care even with an insurance plan. Earlier this vacation I was eating a bag of Swedish Fish candy (a sticky and chewy, supersweet vice). Somehow i managed to pull off one of my crowns from a previous root canal! Thankfully, it was the entire thing, nothing chipped off. My mom took me to her dentist. He literally had to reapply cement and apply pressure in my mouth for two full minutes and told me not to eat/drink for awhile (and NO SWEDISH FISH!). Since I do not have insurance while I'm visiting here, his hard 120 seconds of complicated dental care cost me (well, my mom, really) $210. DOLLARS.
I think I've made my point!