I get it. Take a chill pill, Melissa. It's on my list of things to do ;)
Friday evening my brother in law Paul came over to help us rearrange some furniture in the bedroom to help make way for the Bean. It was hot and humid and sweaty and exhasuting, but all the *big* stuff is in place. My dear sweet Bobio and his brother Paul get exxxxxtra credit for this one :)
This is what the Bean's side of the room looks like right now:
Yeah, that would be what I refer to as a FREAKING MESS. Not a big mess, but piles and boxes and bags of crap my stuff that I will sort through in the next few days. Bobio has a dresser and changing table to assemble, and the cradle my dad made for me over 30 years ago should be heading over here soon as well. By the end of the week, I hope to be posting a picture of the room completely furnished :)
In order to make way for the babe's things, we had to move our dressers from one side of the room to the other, and the bed also was moved over about 4 feet or so. The view above is taken from where the bed is... my side of the bed is the side facing all the open space. I am SO not used to this. All night long I feel as though I'm going to fall off the bed. So I toss and turn and make sure that I am a safe distance from the "edge". I think another week or so should be enough time to adjust (and hopefully get a better night's sleep!).
Another fun picture for you:
This is Griffin's baby stroller that was given to me as a gift by the family I had nannied for. It has been sitting in the basement at Griffin's dad's house for about 10 years now, and yesterday afternoon when his step-mom picked him up for the weekend she dropped it off for me. When I came home last night, it was sitting in the kitchen.
SO.MANY.MEMORIES. Memories of my little buddy tucked snuggly in the carriage, going for long walks the time my car died and I was going stir crazy for a few weeks. Of picking blueberries at my parents' house wheh he was so so so tiny. Of the wheel falling off as I walked through Sears, and having to crawl under a rack of clothing to retreive it. Of walks along the Cape Cod Canal with my friend Rachel and her little girl Corie when we were both new moms.
Now I look at it and wonder what new memories will be made. I can see the Bean snuggled up inside, just like my Griffin was. I can see HIM pushing HER in the stroller. The journey coming full circle... a momma with so many memories, collecting more as every moment passes. It makes me wonder how much more I can possibly keep inside this brain of mine.
The carriage is smelling a bit musty, and needs a good cleaning. Any suggestions on how I should go about doing that?? Bob has some chrome polish to use on the metal parts, but the heavy blue canvas is going to be a bit trickier. I have it sitting outside to air out for a while, which will hopefully help with the musty smell. I want it to be a clean and safe place for the babe, so all sanitation measures will be taken :)
In other news, I am happy to report that over the next two weeks I have an abundance of time off. I pinky promise that I will take it easy and relax for a while. My buddy turns 12 on Tuesday, so there are sure to be some festive birthday plans :) All the moving-cleaning-rearranging-to do list-shenanigans will get done at a reasonable pace.
Thanks for keeping tabs on me, and reminding me that my priority is to keep on cookin' this one-bean-salad of mine ;)