It’s 9pm on a Sunday night and both kids are in bed. Jesse is installing the new dryer and I sit here in peace and quiet with only the cat purring. Somehow, I think the Lord knew I needed this time to myself. There’s been a lot going on around here lately and I’m surprised I haven’t lost it yet. Let me tell you, I’m Type A (crave organization, order, function) and I haven’t had that in quite some time. I try to get so much done as fast as I can, only my body tells me otherwise. I think it’s telling me, “Hey you?! Remember, you’re preggo and need to slow down a bit.” I like to be busy and constantly doing something. But lately, my feet, back, belly…well, they all ache. So, for now I sit. It’s not a bad thing. I need to learn to relax and take it easy. I know it’s good for me and will make me stop losing my mind so much. Once upon a time, I tried yoga. Yaaaaaah, that is so slow and boring for me. I just couldn’t handle it. I tried several times and mostly just fell asleep. Maybe it was the wrong kind of yoga. I want to like it, but I just get too antsy. I’m a runner at heart :)
We moved into our new house last week. Talk about a whirlwind of stuff going on. The hubby and I did it all by ourselves, with 2 kids and 1 unborn child in tow. We did hire 3 guys to help us load/unload the truck, but that was it. Talk about crazyville around here. There are boxes and furniture everywhere. We ate fast food for 2 days straight and I don’t care if I see another sandwich or burger for quite a while. We never eat out and my body was screaming at me for putting such stuff into it. The kids, on the other hand, well…they loved themselves some cheeseburgers. It was like a big ol’ treat for them. Hope you enjoyed it kids…last time for a long time ;-)
There may or may not have been a moment where mama lost it because she couldn’t find a frying pan (or any other dishes for that matter) to make eggs and chorizo for breakfast. You don’t want to mess with me when I’m hungry. I get hangry. Just ask the hubby. It ain’t pretty. (NOTE: I have since apologized for my unruly manner. It was about 5 minutes after I settled for cereal and toast.) We have since found all of the dishes and the kitchen is completely unpacked. Thank the Lord! (Now to find the box with my clothes…hmmmm.)
I already find stuff that I love about the house and things I want to change. Our previous house was all updated and decorated to how we like and I miss a lot of those things. I know it will take time for me to make this new home ours and I can’t wait to get a paint brush in my hands and make that happen. BUT, first I need to focus on Baby #3. I’m sure my focus will completely change when he/she comes along. My guess is that I’ll be wanting sleep more than anything. Or maybe a shower? I remember how it was with the first child. The second child was much easier. Can’t wait to see how the third will be. Love me that new baby smell too. Less than 8 weeks until he/she arrives. Does anyone else find that time flies way too quickly as they get older???
(Sorry for the lack of pics. I have a camera, but no way to load the pics. Must find that box.)