I know we still have a long way to go on the nursery, namely washing clothes and organizing everything, but it's so great seeing furniture in there. Every time I pass that room I stop, stand in the doorway and smile. It's such a relaxing setting for me. I can almost feel the endorphins rushing into my blood stream.
Which is good because the next few days are going to be absolutely hectic. We're leaving for my friend's wedding in Nebraska at 8 a.m. Thursday morning and in between then and now I have two more work shifts, a lengthy doctor's appointment and need to pack. Not to mention that as part of the bridal party, I'll be busy continually until our return flight leaves on Sunday.
The payoff is a few days in Chicago with Jerry next week. I'm calling it our "babymoon." It's much like a honeymoon, only instead, it's the last trip we'll get to take as a married couple without worrying about packing diapers and the other arsenal of crap little human beings require.
During our stay in the Windy City, Jerry will be turning 30. To celebrate, we've purchased Cubs tickets and will somehow round up "a big steak" somewhere.
In the meantime, I'm trying to get as much rest as I can in between tasks. And when I get too overwhelmed, I just step in the nursery and take a deep breath. I really love it in there.