Now I just need a rug, coffee table, end tables, lamps, window treatments... Thus far I only have buy-in from the hubby for a rug.
These sofas are more than just furniture. They represent a fantasy. In this fantasy I no longer have to do all the driving to see my family. Instead family and friends are drawn to my house by the magnetic properties of my new baby. I will sit on these sofas visiting with family as the new baby gets passed from one person to the next. The sofa bed will be pulled out at night as everyone will want to spend the night. In the morning I will make brunch; fresh fruit, eggs, cinnamon rolls, and orange juice served in a glass pitcher rather than an unattractive cardboard container.
Of course reality will be something else entirely.
I have convinced myself that I "needed" this furniture so that my family would have a place to converse while admiring my baby, a place where all furniture was not pointed at the television. This is the "Field of Dreams" approach to conceiving a child. If you build it, he will come. The success rate of this approach is not as high, but at least you are left with something nice to look at.