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Wednesday, August 23, 2006And then it hits you...time moves fast!
Good grief! You're puttering along, focusing on getting your work done, caring for your kid and looking forward to the arrival of baby number two.
Then someone (my mom) says something like "so what are you going to use for bedding for the new baby?"
And it dawns on you...holy CRAP, I'm due in like five weeks and I have NOTHING ready. NOTHING.
How in the world does that happen?
Sure, I'd done a bunch of hunting and finally come across a double stroller that I actually like...but I haven't bought it yet.
Sure, I pulled out the pack n play since baby will spend the first month or two in our room...(I'm certainly not traipsing upstairs every few hours to nurse the little munchkin!)
But...there's no crib...no dresser...heck, I don't even have clothes ready to go for the little thing!
Funny how things can change from number 1 to number 2, eh?
That said, things are starting to swing into gear. Mom has promised to buy the stroller for us and she's busy talking my grandfather out of a chest of drawers. We've already decided to steal the changing table from Nora's room and to replace it with one of those little table and chair sets for coloring. Mom can probably lend me her extra rocking chair, since Nora still loves to sit and rock and sing before bed and I hate to steal her rocker.
I did find and order a complete bedding set in a matter of about 10 minutes. (how much do I rock?) I also have plans for a back-up crib purchase if I can't find one that I like at the consignment shop in the next few weeks.
Thankfully, my mom said she'd come down in a few weeks and stay for several days to help me get the nursery put together, painted (or a border put up, who knows?) and to go through all the newborn clothes and blankets so that I actually have something to dress this poor child in.
Got a pool ordered to use during labor, though I'll still have to go to the hardware store for a fawcet adapter and hose. At least mom and dad have a submersible pump and electric air pump that we can borrow for blowing up the pool and emptying it out.
Now, if only we could come up with a name. We don't have a boy name OR a girl name yet...I'm seriously starting to think this baby just might be called "Baby Laycock" and have to wear a flour sack while sleeping in the drawer of our dresser. ;) Poor, poor child.
Labels: Life as a Mom