DH and I are closing on our new house on Wednesday. I really hate having to move right now, but it was either that or with a newborn because we have to be out of our rental house by this summer. The whole experience has been so stressful, especially since I have done pretty much all of it from getting the mortgage, finding the house, picking a realtor, etc. DH basically has approved things and signed papers, besides that it's been all me.
Thankfully that part is almost over. Now comes the truly stressful part, moving! We are not actually taking possession until April 15 (note that my dd is May 2!!!!) so we'll be moving really close to the end. And I still don't have all my baby stuff ready yet! The actual moving part shouldn't be too bad, as a lot of our friends and family have offered to help, but the packing and unpacking are pretty much going to fall on me. And I haven't packed a thing yet, I don't even have any boxes. I've got to get started on that, but it's hard when I'm having to run here and there, to the doctor and dealing with house stuff plus normal errands, taking care of my increasingly clingy and nurse happy 3.5 yo ds, and keeping my current house clean enough to be liveable. Dh is really not a lot of help on anything because he's either working or at school most of the time. And he doesn't deal with stressful situations well anyway. He doesn't seem to understand that, yes, he's very busy and tired and doesn't have time to do a lot of fun stuff, but sometimes things have to get done anyway! Anyway, he's trying to save his time off for after the baby's born, so he can't really afford to take off anymore at this time. Thankfully he usually has Fridays off so he can help then.
Plus dh and MIL have finals the week we are moving! They are both in school getting their master's degrees. DH isn't really complaining about that, school is a cake walk to him for the most part. But my MIL is driving me crazy! SHe keeps saying she's going to be soooo stressed that week because she has finals. UGH! I'm like, well at least you don't have to move an entire household, take care of a 3.5 year old and hope you don't freaking go into labor before you get it all done! I just give her this blank stare when she starts that crap, and she still doesn't get it! I would kill to have finals (which btw she only has 2 classes) be my only worry at this time. I should be nice to her though because I'm sure she's going to be a lot of help to me this summer as she won't be having classes and has offered to help. Our other family members live too far away to help too much.
Wow, this turned out to be soo long, I guess I just need to vent! I can't even focus on the new baby and get excited about it, because I'm so worried that things won't be ready when she comes. Plus I know if I'm stuck in the house which is halfway unpacked and things are not how I'd like them and I'm not able to do anything about it, it's just going to drive me nuts and possibly contribute to PPD. Well, anyway, thanks for reading!