Posting this thread for encouragement and support because I'm feeling a little...frazzled.
In a nutshell, I got pregnant in January (due in late October/early November). DH and I are living in a cool old farmhouse until our lease ends September 1. We're moving out of state in December for DH's job.
Originally, our landlady told me she'd happily extend the lease by a few months until after the baby was born. She doesn't know we homebirth but was understanding about my not wanting to move shortly before the baby was born. So that was great--we were happy, found a wonderful midwife in the area, and planned to have the baby here in this comfortable house. Then the landlady told us via email that actually, if we wanted to stay we'd have to sign a lease through the end of April. Her reasoning is that she'll have a much harder time getting this place rented in the dead of winter than in the spring. That's probably true, but I sure wish she'd thought of that before telling us that we could stay those extra months...
As I said, we're moving in December for DH's job and can't stay that long, so extending the lease through April is not an option. We're looking for short-term rentals this fall (not hard, fortunately, since this is leaf-peeping and ski country and fall/winter rentals are abundant) and my midwife is even asking around on our behalf.
I know we'll be fine. I know we'll have a place to live by the time the baby is due. But man, the stress...the stress. My nesting instincts have gone haywire; half the time I'm cleaning this house like mad, but mostly I just feel like, "Why bother?" since we'll be leaving soon. I feel so irresponsible, even though I know it's not totally my fault. But still.
Anyone else been in this situation? Please help me relax. I've had a homebirth before so I know how important it is to be comfortable in your living space. The problem is right now we don't even have a living space figured out for when the time comes.
I try to console myself with the fact that women have been giving birth in less-than-ideal situations and places for many thousands of years, but it isn't helping much. Chasing my toddler all day keeps me from obsessing about it, but then the realization hits me like a freight train again and it's hard not to start freaking out.
Help.
In a nutshell, I got pregnant in January (due in late October/early November). DH and I are living in a cool old farmhouse until our lease ends September 1. We're moving out of state in December for DH's job.
Originally, our landlady told me she'd happily extend the lease by a few months until after the baby was born. She doesn't know we homebirth but was understanding about my not wanting to move shortly before the baby was born. So that was great--we were happy, found a wonderful midwife in the area, and planned to have the baby here in this comfortable house. Then the landlady told us via email that actually, if we wanted to stay we'd have to sign a lease through the end of April. Her reasoning is that she'll have a much harder time getting this place rented in the dead of winter than in the spring. That's probably true, but I sure wish she'd thought of that before telling us that we could stay those extra months...
As I said, we're moving in December for DH's job and can't stay that long, so extending the lease through April is not an option. We're looking for short-term rentals this fall (not hard, fortunately, since this is leaf-peeping and ski country and fall/winter rentals are abundant) and my midwife is even asking around on our behalf.
I know we'll be fine. I know we'll have a place to live by the time the baby is due. But man, the stress...the stress. My nesting instincts have gone haywire; half the time I'm cleaning this house like mad, but mostly I just feel like, "Why bother?" since we'll be leaving soon. I feel so irresponsible, even though I know it's not totally my fault. But still.
Anyone else been in this situation? Please help me relax. I've had a homebirth before so I know how important it is to be comfortable in your living space. The problem is right now we don't even have a living space figured out for when the time comes.
I try to console myself with the fact that women have been giving birth in less-than-ideal situations and places for many thousands of years, but it isn't helping much. Chasing my toddler all day keeps me from obsessing about it, but then the realization hits me like a freight train again and it's hard not to start freaking out.
Help.
Baby is due mid-November, so I'm having to try to plan for a variety of possibilities - including that we'd still be HERE. I'm not currently even thinking about a transition location! I am glad that, assuming it all goes well and we get our house built, I can at least envision what it looks like because I've been to the model, figured out where the birth pool will go, etc. I'm sure not having that, at a minimum, is nerve-wracking!
your way ... hope you get things resolved soon.
You can do this, girl.
