Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Catching Up

Wow, I can't believe it's been nearly a month since I last posted! I've been busy for sure...but I just haven't felt inclined to blog. Weird.

Well, we did move, already. We're in the new apartment, but not yet settled. We still have a lot of STUFF. And I feel like we got rid of so much! We could probably get rid of more...

I am convinced I'm feeling the baby move - I won't admit it yet to real life folk beyond Mr. Random, but there's no way what I'm feeling is gas. I'm pretty sure most IRL peoples would be skeptical though, and I don't feel like dealing with that.

It's weird, because I still don't 100% believe it's real, if that makes any sense. It's just so...strange! And unexpected! And I have sooo much to do between now and when the baby is due. So much. I feel like I can't think about anything else.

And, I'm feeling way burnt out. This past week was spring break, which I spent moving and trying to settle our stuff into the apartment. I got about 1% of my school work To-Do list done. Which, is not at all good. And yet, when I sit down to work on more of the list...I just feel tired. And grumpy. I just don't want to! I know part of that is just feeling overwhelmed, and I need to just break things down, schedule things in small chunks, and just chip away at everything. But I keep seeing the big picture of EVERYTHING I need to do and I get frustrated.

Mr. Random and I are having a "spat" over the baby's room. It's fairly good natured really...but I think we're both annoyed with the other. Basically, he wants to keep our QUEEN SIZED guest bed. In the baby's room. I, HOWEVER, do not think it will FIT with what I want in the baby's room. I want a crib. A dresser with a changing pad on top. And a glider/rocker/chair dealy. PERFECTLY REASONABLE, no? And he told me ages ago when I was plotting nursery schemes that nurseries are for the mothers, not the babies, because you could put a baby in a drawer and it wouldn't care. Well, fine, I can accept that. But now, when I'm starting to get my nesting on, he's going and mucking up my nursery! Ugh. I told him that, pretty much those exact words, and he said, well, that may be, but this is also a marriage, which means there has to be compromise. Hmph. Hard to argue with that. I've been saying I'll reserve judgement until we start putting the baby furniture in there, but we finally put the bed down in a corner, and I just don't think it's going to fit!! It's just not! I told him this, and he was all, sure it will, the crib goes here, and he holds his arms out about 3 feet wide. Really dear? You think that's all the space the crib will take? He has no idea...

But, the bed can stay put for now. My parents are coming in April, so it'll be good to have it for them, and I had always figured we'd keep it until after they left. We'll likely be getting the crib that weekend as well, so we can start putting stuff in there and seeing just who is right about this little situation.

1 comment:

  1. A queen-sized bed in a nursery, that would be a tight fit in most rooms! I can't imagine how big it would have to be to fit a crib, dresser/changing table, and rocker. Sometimes men just have to see for themselves, though. We have to humor them until they come to the obvious, inevitable conclusion that we know better. :)


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