~ Ready for Baby
Here we are, almost to the 30th week (which seems like the homestretch to me!) and the baby is pretty cute. I am sure you can tell that from the previous post's pictures. I have everything ready, which is WAY ahead of where I was when BG was on her way into the big wide world, so I feel like this baby can come anytime (once it's safe) and I won't be stressed out. To be TRULY relaxed, I made myself a list of what I would get if money were no object . . . ha, ha, ha, right . . .
- A housekeeper - that came every day, not only dusted and cleaned bathrooms but also did laundry and washed dishes
- A personal shopper - mostly for groceries, because I like doing the other shopping, especially for baby clothes!
- A yard guy - weeding, harvesting from the garden, basically all the little outside tasks that my husband hasn't gotten done this summer
- A contractor - to finish the 37 projects my husband has started in our house . . . but not finished
- A masseuse - because even with all this help, I'm still going to need someone to work out the knots that come with raising two kids
What do you think? Is this too much to ask? I don't think so. I'm actually really lucky, and my husband fulfills a lot of these roles part of the time. It's the other part (MY part) that bugs me. But, I know there are women out there who do a whole lot more than I do. It is just that there are so many things I want to do and my chores keep getting in the way. I have two different quilts I would like to make - one that I have had for over a year. Have I even cut the fabric? No. My pottery wheel sits alone, gathering dust and massive spider webs, because of all the hobbies I have, pottery is the one that least lends itself to caring for a toddler. You can't throw all your clay in a bag and put it up when your child wakes up from a nap. And you can't leave new pots unfinished for three weeks until you have the energy to go back out and trim them. But, I love my life right now, even if I am hugely pregnant and only destined to get more huge, even if it seems I constantly complain, even if I have to keep my house cleaned and stocked myself (with help from DH, of course). The past 18 months have been so amazing, watching BG grow up and become her own little person. I can't wait to meet this baby, and bring him (or her) home to our little family, and to see what the next 18 months will bring.