For years and years I have drooled over a particularly fancy pram called an Emmaljunga (or 'Emma' for short).
These prams are one of the best rated on the market, but also come with an elevated price tag that someone such as myself would not even consider accepting.
My friend Liz has had this brand of pram for quite a few years, and whenever I saw her at soccer with her two little boys, I would sigh wistfully at her pram and lust over its prettiness.
When B and I first started trying for a baby, I talked with Liz and it was decided that I would buy it off her when the time came.
But when 'the time came', Liz was awaiting her precious third bundle. So I gave up my dreams of an Emma and focussed on finding something else.
Well two weeks ago, Liz asked if I still wanted to buy her pram - as they were desperate to sell.
DID I EVER!!!
So Friday night I took collection of 'Emma', and it's looking very pretty (and very big) in our lounge-room.
Isn't she beautiful?
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