Today I planned to finish moving all the baby stuff that is currently taking up space in the sun porch to an upstairs closet so that everything is easily accessible.
That totally didn't happen.
However, I did take the new baby papasan, a lovely gift from my friends Tamara and Julie, out of the box and put it together. It only donned on me today that it was probably in several pieces and I should assemble it while I have a decent amount of sleep under my belt. I love that little chair and can't wait to have a baby cozying up in it.
I also started the formidable job of cleaning the fridge. The bowl of compostables I've collected so far is something you may have seen on Fear Factor at some point. I'm not quite finished but I'm well on my way.
Tuesday will likely become my sun porch day. I also have to finish sewing living room curtains. We've been here for 10 months now and I still haven't finished the curtains. John told me this would happen. I argued until I was blue in the face that I would FOR SURE GET THE CURTAINS DONE BY CHRISTMAS STOP BEING SUCH A PESSIMIST.
It kills me to say he was right but.... ugh, he was right.
Curtains are high on the list as our neighbours don't likely want to watch me birthing this baby if they can avoid it and this baby is likely to be born in the vicinity of the as-of-yet-uncovered windows. Priority, high.
And also on the baby front, Hope is completely in love with this in utero baby. Every morning, she finds my belly and starts kissing and hugging it and saying exactly this: "Good morning, baby. I missed you. I love you, baby. And you love me." Repeat. The night routine is very similar. "Good night, baby. I love you. And you love me. I'll miss you. See you in the morning."
It is really freaking cute. Not as cute when she wakes up crying in the middle of the night because "I miss baby. I need to kiss baby." Cuteness gone at that point.