I'm not ready. Not at all. Not in the least. 36 days until my EDD and I am FREAKING OUT. There is so much to do, and I am SO uncomfortable and it's just not getting done. Sure I'm gonna run up and down the basement steps 12 times a day to do the baby's laundry. NOT. Once makes me winded. Twice and I'm on the couch for an hour recovering. And forget carrying the laundry back up.
Still have lots of NB diapers to make. Still have to finish unpacking.
This kid can just stay put until... well, I dunno... next summer.
Still have lots of NB diapers to make. Still have to finish unpacking.
This kid can just stay put until... well, I dunno... next summer.







mama
) dd's eyes and it's driving me crazy...

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Just dealing with my 2yo is so exhausting that everything else seems impossible. At least the carpets are getting cleaned on saturday that will make me feel much better. 




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: We're in the middle of moving into a house from our apartment and so nothing is ever at the location we need it to be. DH and I are so busy that we have had more misunderstandings in the past month that in the past year. We haven't even started picking a pediatrician. I am wiped out by six or seven every night unless i get several naps during the day. DH is starting to panic (within reason, of course) which catapults me into unreasonable panic mode . . .
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There is so much that needs to be done before this little one arrives.

