So, life as I knew it has changed drastically.
Not only is the unknown scary and uncertain, but it is exciting and uninhibiting.
No one likes change, but is life.
No one plans for changes, they just seem to happen with little warning.
Two weeks ago, we moved our little family into a very small but cozy house.
Now, mind you, this house is no looker from the outside. It is still in bad shape. But the inside, with it's fresh coat of homemade vanilla ice cream colored walls, new carpet, and brand new kitchen is warm and inviting.
With lots of work to be done, I'm counting down the weeks until the birth of our son. Wondering, secretly to Mike..."Will I be sane after all this?" I'm sure most moms wonder that though.
I'm constantly trying to make all those little, annoying decisions in our lives such as; which twin size bed to get for Emma, what decor is going to work with a shared brother and sister room, and even as minute as, what kind of dish soap to get. Yes, lots of small decisions to make on a daily basis that if left unchecked would cause chaos in the weeks to come. Odd, isn't it the strange reality that a newborn brings; the feeling of nothing in life is truly as important as rocking your baby to sleep or just gazing at him as he naps.
So the countdown begins, six weeks to go.
Six weeks to unpack as much as possible.
Six weeks to finish the outside of the house.
Six weeks to bring some kind of organization to the kids room.
Seven weeks until more changes.
And oh, what changes are in store for our growing family...more to come on that later.
