I’ve been a little distracted recently. And by a little, I mean big, life-changing kind of distracted.
We’re going to have a baby.
Okay, really I’m going to have the baby and my pirate mister is just along for moral support and trips to Kroger for cravings runs (Seriously. Who craves baked potatoes? Apparently I do.).
But I like to think of it more are a we thing because Owen and I are a team. We even like the sound of the word.
All of a sudden though I am looking at the way we live and wondering how we’re going to make this fixer-upper house work with a small person crawling around. Granted it will be a while before the kidlet will be that mobile, but thinking about all that still needs to be done around the house is now extra daunting.
I am doing my best to not be stressed out during my pregnancy by basically ignoring stressors. This avoidance strategy has always worked in the past.
The green space that is our weed-infested lawn needs to be mowed?
Meh. Not if you don’t go outside when it’s daylight.
Do I actually have clean socks for tomorrow?
Probably. That’s why my sister sent me a box of socks as a care package right?
It’s better this way. I think.
Between now and the end of April 2013, this will be transformed from a space that is sparsely used, to a kid-friendly bedroom to grow into.
Gender neutral colors and a Tardis bookshelf for starters. My writing desk/craft desk will have to find a new home. As will the drying rack actually. But those are minor details.
This is going to be brilliant!