It's Baby Fever, and it's terrible. One of my SILs is clearing out her house before a cross-country move, and she keeps sending me boxes of old baby stuff from when my nephew was little...makes me all gushy every time.
My SIL has boxes of boy baby clothes and my friend has saved all her girl stuff and they want to bring it over to add to the stuff I've already got (yes, I've been picking stuff up...only when it's a deal, of course, can't pass up a deal ). I'm starting to feel a little strange about having so much baby stuff in the house and no baby anywhere in sight...I'm always trying to hide the stuff so I don't seem so desperate. It's sort of a "cat lady" feeling, kwim? Like people would pity you if they knew. On the other hand, my DH thinks it's good sense, so at least he doesn't think I'm a freak!