One of the most satisfying feelings in the WORLD to me in my current state, which is prego with a long list of things I'd love to get done in the next 6 weeks before our sweet baby girl arrives, is checking things off my to-do list.
Before you get all 'life is not a to-do list' or 'enjoy the journey' on me, please remember...
I have baby #2 coming in (most likely less than) 6 weeks, after which I will have 2 kids under 2 years old. I am pretty much assuming that this is going to mean that life as I have known it (even with one young child) is going to be turned upside down, and at that point I might consider going to the gas station or grocery store 'going out' and reason to 'dress up' (read: change out of sweats and into jeans and a T-shirt that is hopefully clean or at least recently wiped clean of spit-up). Who knows how long it will be until I am able to emerge from that phase, right?
So combine my tendencies towards Type-A personality with my prego nesting urges, drop that into my current 6 week countdown, and you get where I'm at mentally. My brain is experiencing Braxton-Hicks along with my belly. Enjoying the journey for me, right now, means Getting. Things. Done.
And today was like something out of a dream.
Robbie woke up late, was happy, and ate a huge breakfast. Then he took a 4 hour morning nap, during which I:
- watered the new and transplanted bushes Rob planted this past weekend
- got myself ready for the day (you know this is an accomplishment, don't laugh)
- had an estimate given to us for an upcoming home project that I pray is completed before our baby girl's arrival
- researched wetsuits online
- cleaned the kitchen, unloaded and loaded the dishwasher
- ran a load of laundry
- ate lunch
- cleaned out my van
- packed Robbie's diaper bag up for the afternoon
- summer shorts for daddy (only took one try this time, usually takes about 5!)
- wetsuit for the lake house this summer
After we got home from shopping, I put Robbie to bed just before the carpet installation crew arrived. It might as well be Christmas Day - now I can let Robbie walk and crawl around in this room, watch TV, etc. without worrying about exposed carpet tacks and him falling or tripping and cracking his head on the cement floor! I was so excited, I took 'before' and 'after' pictures. (Please ignore the drapes and wall color... I know they're not awful, but they're on my to-do list. More like my to-dispose-of list.)
While the carpet was being installed, I packed my bag for our upcoming trip to the lake house, picked up Rob's and my clothes, sorted dirty laundry and dry cleaning for tomorrow, and straightened our bedroom up - a surprise for Rob from his 'little tornado'.
After the carpet installation was over, I vacuumed it as well as the couches.
I even remembered to DVR American Idol for Rob since he was working late this evening.
I almost feel euphoric just typing this all out. I was long overdue for a day like this. :)