We're getting closer!! T-6 days until the big move. I have to admit that I am overly tired, can't remember my name or phone number and really need this to just be over! This weekend was jammed packed with moving. We spent all of Saturday at the new house. Billy finished painting the living room and priming the fourth bedroom while I unpacked the kitchen and put everything away as well as cleaning the floors. Today Billy painted the fourth bedroom and laying the carpet while I cleaned the carpet in the living room, scrubbed the kitchen floor, and painted trim in the bedrooms. I'm beat.
We have a lot let to do in the old house. I am supposed to be finishing up Addie's room. Billy is going to bring a load over to the house in the morning before work so I want to get a bunch of stuff ready for him. It's nice that he heads up that way every day for work. Hopefully it will make Saturday and Sunday move a little faster.
My goal is that when Mom and Dad get here on Saturday all we'll have left to move are the large items like beds, entertainment centers and couches. We should have Addie and Evie rooms set up before Saturday so that will help a lot too. It's pretty overwhelming moving into such a small house. I'm still trying to figure out where everything is going to go but I know we'll get all settled in and it'll be fine.
Our landlord here is going to be checking the house on July 1st which is sort of helpful since we should be moved out by the 28th and I'll have a couple days to make sure this house is completely clean. When we moved in this house was barely clean. We ended up doing A LOT of cleaning before we could put our stuff away. It was so frustrating so I am going to make sure it is in tip-top shape. Also, I want to make sure that he doesn't try to say we owe him anything for damages. We are definitely leaving the house in better shape then we found it!
So, all in all, I have 6 days to finish up cleaning and moving. Whew! Hopefully tomorrow when I go to the OB I don't find out that I need to go on bed rest. I'll be honest, I've done a little more then I probably should, but in my defense, I took a lot of breaks and anytime I felt like I was doing to much I'd find something easier to do.
T-6 days! I'm anxious to get out of Mason Shitty. On to Northwood, still Iowa but at least a little closer to the great state of Minnesota!
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
T-10 Days
And we're off...
Moving day is 10 days away. The "new" house is almost completely painted and awaiting our arrival. We have the living room and one bedroom left to paint and then it's over, finally. However, the "old" house is in no condition to say we're ready to move. We found out 5 days ago we were going to be allowed to break our lease and be out by July 1st. Let's say the word overwhelmed has passed through my mouth a few times.
I can't do much. I'm great at planning, organizing and directing but there is no one to do the work during the day since Billy is at work and I'm on restrictions. Did you know that a box with plates and bowls in it was more then five pounds? Heck, a box of Addison's clothes weighs more then five pounds. I'm on a five pound restriction. I've been a little lax on following it until tonight. I bent down to pick up my 25 lb daughter and my back went out like a 90 year old, my contractions hit like a brick and I almost dropped the daughter who was already sobbing. Yep, I'll listen now. It just limits what I can do which makes getting ready to move extremely overwhelming.
We've talked about getting people to help but I almost find that harder then us doing it ourselves. I mean let's be honest, we packed our entire house in Robbinsdale in one week and moved from Minnesota to Iowa, I'm pretty sure we can move 30 minutes away when we have 10 days! Easy-peasy! My husband is crabby but trying to keep a smile on his face as I remind him that when he gets home from work the packing begins, the baby needs a bath, I need him to carry this to here and that to there and dinner dishes need to be put away. He's not over-worked or overwhelmed, I'm sure of it!! Tonight was the first time I've ever sensed just how burnt out he's become when he said to me, "remind me to never have sex with you again, I can't stand you being pregnant". I know he meant it with love and frankly I have to agree with him! This pregnancy isn't exactly what we were expecting since with Addison I worked, as a hairstylist, on my feet, until she was born. Oh well, 9 weeks left!
So here we are. It's 10:47 on T-10 days and we have zero boxes packed, lots of piles made and a lot of garbage. T-9 days is looking hopeful that I'll get my closet packed, it helps I can fit in like 3 shirts hanging there, and possibly start on Addie's room. He'll come home and have to move boxes but it's one less thing I'll have to ask him to do.
Say a prayer we make it. Say another one that Evie stays in during the next 10 days and lastly say one that my husband doesn't leave me while I'm sleeping!! That's a joke, he wouldn't know what to do without me!
Moving day is 10 days away. The "new" house is almost completely painted and awaiting our arrival. We have the living room and one bedroom left to paint and then it's over, finally. However, the "old" house is in no condition to say we're ready to move. We found out 5 days ago we were going to be allowed to break our lease and be out by July 1st. Let's say the word overwhelmed has passed through my mouth a few times.
I can't do much. I'm great at planning, organizing and directing but there is no one to do the work during the day since Billy is at work and I'm on restrictions. Did you know that a box with plates and bowls in it was more then five pounds? Heck, a box of Addison's clothes weighs more then five pounds. I'm on a five pound restriction. I've been a little lax on following it until tonight. I bent down to pick up my 25 lb daughter and my back went out like a 90 year old, my contractions hit like a brick and I almost dropped the daughter who was already sobbing. Yep, I'll listen now. It just limits what I can do which makes getting ready to move extremely overwhelming.
We've talked about getting people to help but I almost find that harder then us doing it ourselves. I mean let's be honest, we packed our entire house in Robbinsdale in one week and moved from Minnesota to Iowa, I'm pretty sure we can move 30 minutes away when we have 10 days! Easy-peasy! My husband is crabby but trying to keep a smile on his face as I remind him that when he gets home from work the packing begins, the baby needs a bath, I need him to carry this to here and that to there and dinner dishes need to be put away. He's not over-worked or overwhelmed, I'm sure of it!! Tonight was the first time I've ever sensed just how burnt out he's become when he said to me, "remind me to never have sex with you again, I can't stand you being pregnant". I know he meant it with love and frankly I have to agree with him! This pregnancy isn't exactly what we were expecting since with Addison I worked, as a hairstylist, on my feet, until she was born. Oh well, 9 weeks left!
So here we are. It's 10:47 on T-10 days and we have zero boxes packed, lots of piles made and a lot of garbage. T-9 days is looking hopeful that I'll get my closet packed, it helps I can fit in like 3 shirts hanging there, and possibly start on Addie's room. He'll come home and have to move boxes but it's one less thing I'll have to ask him to do.
Say a prayer we make it. Say another one that Evie stays in during the next 10 days and lastly say one that my husband doesn't leave me while I'm sleeping!! That's a joke, he wouldn't know what to do without me!
Monday, June 7, 2010
It's starting to get personal.
Maybe it's the fact that I am pregnant and overly emotional, although I would beg to differ, or maybe I am actually being rational about my feelings but I am so sick of people trying to make me feel guilty for my thoughts, feelings or opinions.
Billy and I felt pressured after having Addison that we needed to allow people to visit constantly and it wore me out. My parents were there at the birth and my mom stayed until I returned home from the hospital, leaving our first day back to let us adjust. She and dad then returned once or twice in the first 6 weeks to help out since I was having a hard time. Billy's parents and brother also came about 4 weeks after her birth. We felt like we needed to entertain them since his parents often seem bored just hanging around the house. His mom and dad wanted to go to the Minneapolis Institute of Art and feeling obligated we went. We walked around for the upwards of 5 hours and then went out to dinner. I was so tired and sore that when we got home I took Addie into the bedroom, fed her and fell asleep. It was so overwhelming and stressful that we've made a decision that we're being criticized about.
After Evie's birth we are asking that no one visit for overnight visits for the first 6 weeks, or until we are up to it. There is one exception, my mom will be at Evie's birth and stay with Addie until I return from the hospital. But, much like with Addie, my mom will return home on my first day out of the hospital. There are a few reasons for this decision. First, I want to make sure that I have the adequate amount of time that I need to bond with Evie. I want to feel comfortable breast feeding her before I have to do it in front of people. Secondly, I want Addison to understand that it is going to be the four of us forever now. I want her to get used to the crying, changing, and tired mommy, daddy and sister she is going to have. Third, I want to heal, both physically and emotionally, before having to host people in my home. Our new home is very small and there isn't going to be a lot of privacy when there are visitors. I want to make sure I am ready to have people around constantly and last pregnancy I wasn't quite there yet. And lastly, this pregnancy has really worn me and Billy out. We've been dealing with a lot of tests, unknowns and changes and we just want time to be a family.
There are people who have told us that it "isn't fair" we won't allow them to see the baby right after her birth. That it is selfish that I would "withhold" her. It isn't personal. It isn't like I've told one person that they can't come and the rest of the world is being invited. I'm being mutually exclusive on my NO VISITING policy. Male, female, grandparent, aunt, uncle or friend, your not welcome until we are ready. Sorry if you think we are being rude but it's our decision and you have to respect it.
It's funny how people will give you their opinion on everything. We've been told by someone who will be important in Evie's life that they "aren't crazy" about her name. I wanted to say to them, I didn't ask your opinion and I'm not crazy about your name either but instead I kept my mouth shut. I, personally, don't love the names of some of my friends children but I wouldn't ever tell them that. I'm not naming the kid. I don't have to call the kid by the awful name you just gave them. I don't have to deal with the teasing they are going to get when they are in school with a name like "fill in the blank". So it's not my place to tell you that I hate your kids name.
I needed to get this off my chest, obviously. My husband laughs and tells me I need to let it roll off my shoulders, which is probably true, but I just can't. I want to slap people sometimes and tell them to mind their own business. That it's not my job to accommodate them after my pregnancy and to get over themselves. But instead, I just try to stay polite and explain over and over again that it's not personal, although, maybe it's starting to be.
Billy and I felt pressured after having Addison that we needed to allow people to visit constantly and it wore me out. My parents were there at the birth and my mom stayed until I returned home from the hospital, leaving our first day back to let us adjust. She and dad then returned once or twice in the first 6 weeks to help out since I was having a hard time. Billy's parents and brother also came about 4 weeks after her birth. We felt like we needed to entertain them since his parents often seem bored just hanging around the house. His mom and dad wanted to go to the Minneapolis Institute of Art and feeling obligated we went. We walked around for the upwards of 5 hours and then went out to dinner. I was so tired and sore that when we got home I took Addie into the bedroom, fed her and fell asleep. It was so overwhelming and stressful that we've made a decision that we're being criticized about.
After Evie's birth we are asking that no one visit for overnight visits for the first 6 weeks, or until we are up to it. There is one exception, my mom will be at Evie's birth and stay with Addie until I return from the hospital. But, much like with Addie, my mom will return home on my first day out of the hospital. There are a few reasons for this decision. First, I want to make sure that I have the adequate amount of time that I need to bond with Evie. I want to feel comfortable breast feeding her before I have to do it in front of people. Secondly, I want Addison to understand that it is going to be the four of us forever now. I want her to get used to the crying, changing, and tired mommy, daddy and sister she is going to have. Third, I want to heal, both physically and emotionally, before having to host people in my home. Our new home is very small and there isn't going to be a lot of privacy when there are visitors. I want to make sure I am ready to have people around constantly and last pregnancy I wasn't quite there yet. And lastly, this pregnancy has really worn me and Billy out. We've been dealing with a lot of tests, unknowns and changes and we just want time to be a family.
There are people who have told us that it "isn't fair" we won't allow them to see the baby right after her birth. That it is selfish that I would "withhold" her. It isn't personal. It isn't like I've told one person that they can't come and the rest of the world is being invited. I'm being mutually exclusive on my NO VISITING policy. Male, female, grandparent, aunt, uncle or friend, your not welcome until we are ready. Sorry if you think we are being rude but it's our decision and you have to respect it.
It's funny how people will give you their opinion on everything. We've been told by someone who will be important in Evie's life that they "aren't crazy" about her name. I wanted to say to them, I didn't ask your opinion and I'm not crazy about your name either but instead I kept my mouth shut. I, personally, don't love the names of some of my friends children but I wouldn't ever tell them that. I'm not naming the kid. I don't have to call the kid by the awful name you just gave them. I don't have to deal with the teasing they are going to get when they are in school with a name like "fill in the blank". So it's not my place to tell you that I hate your kids name.
I needed to get this off my chest, obviously. My husband laughs and tells me I need to let it roll off my shoulders, which is probably true, but I just can't. I want to slap people sometimes and tell them to mind their own business. That it's not my job to accommodate them after my pregnancy and to get over themselves. But instead, I just try to stay polite and explain over and over again that it's not personal, although, maybe it's starting to be.
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