It's so hard to believe that I'm 22 weeks into this journey. In some ways, it feels like it's been ages since I saw that + on the pregnancy test. In other ways, it feels surreal and like it never even happened. And, yet, in other ways, it feels like it was yesterday.
But, 22 weeks in...
That means I have roughly 18 weeks left. Now that is a little shocking. And when you factor in Thanksgiving and Christmas, I'm sure a nice chunk of that time is just going to fly right by.
We have a lot yet to do. But, one thing I learned from my experience with our first child is this: it doesn't all have to be done by the time baby arrives. Shoot...we could have easily survived our first six weeks with R if we only had a few outfits, diapers, wipes, the Boppy and the pack 'n' play.
On the same token, I know I won't have the time or the energy to do the big stuff after she arrives. I certainly don't plan on painting while juggling a newborn and a toddler. Shoot no! That's the kind of stuff I'm talking about getting done before she arrives.
We know what room will become the nursery, and it's going to be a massive undertaking. Why? Well, because it's currently our office. And offices are notorious for becoming dumping grounds. There's a lot of STUFF in there. I'm kind of excited about the idea that we are being forced to clean some of it out. I'll bet we find some things we didn't even know we had. And we'll find some things we forgot we had (which means they can probably go away).
The cleaning is going to be the biggest challenge. And we're on a deadline. No, not an 18-week deadline...a one-week deadline. Our office isn't just a bunch of stuff thrown on/in a desk or two. We had California Closets build in a custom office six years ago. And it's got to move, because I'm not going to make my baby girl feel like an afterthought by sticking her into an office. Plus, we don't have anywhere else to store that "stuff." Hence the deadline. California Closets will be here in a week, and we need to have everything unloaded from the cabinets and desk drawers so it can move. Oh the joy!
And once that's done, I feel like I'll be able to start really thinking about bedding (which has already been quite the search), colors, paint, decor, etc. I'm most excited that we'll have a place to designate as "hers." Right now, everything this poor child can call her own is stacked on my dresser. It consists of a onesie and a tiny polka dotted hoodie. But at least it'll have a home after the office moves out. :)
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