Get out your measuring cups and we'll play a new game.
We'll give you a complex and we'll give it a name.
I'm at this turning point in life. I've had a baby. I'm getting married. I OWN a home. Sure, things have been kind of screwy on the home front. We had to replace the kitchen faucet. The kitchen sink has to be anchored to the counter somehow, instead of just relying on it's own weight to hold it down. The downstairs bathroom has to have brand new drywall. We had to replace the water heater, there's a leak. The tanks of the toilets were cracked. We don't even know if the central air is functional yet.
All of this is irrelevant because we got such a fucking deal on this place. Of course I hate stripping the stupid wallpaper borders in the rooms we're using. Of course waiting for plumbers to show up only to have them reschedule for 8 hours later is frustrating. We're not holding our breath that they'll show on time tomorrow, but I hope they do for Steve's sleep's sake.
The extra room has made it blatantly obvious that my desire to have another baby isn't entirely crazy. Steve's not sure how he feels about it yet. He liked being an only child, but I actually enjoy my siblings from time to time. I have a couple nice names picked out. I'd like to use them before someone else in my family gets the chance. I will be working next year, from home, so I can afford to have another little one around. Plus, if you've got decent insurance and you can afford groceries, babies aren't really all that expensive. I don't mind putting a girl in hand me down boys clothes. I want to make all my kids' food myself. It's insane how NOT expensive babies can be. I am 100% sure that Dexter gets everything he wants, so if no one is left wanting, I'm sure I'm not robbing him of anything.
Buuuuut.... I'm rambling. I am just thankful for all the wonderful things in my life right now. I'm thankful The Kellys will be staying with us for a bit, and don't hate us for all the delays in getting things right in there. I'm thankful my son is a strapping young lad. I'm thankful he's walking. I'm thankful he started walking when my family was in town to see it. I'm thankful my grandpa is still alive to see my child. I'm thankful for the pictures I got to take with him holding my son. I was walking past him, holding a sleeping baby, and he just smiled and reached up his arms and I couldn't resist passing Dex along.
I'm at this turning point in life. I've had a baby. I'm getting married. I OWN a home. Sure, things have been kind of screwy on the home front. We had to replace the kitchen faucet. The kitchen sink has to be anchored to the counter somehow, instead of just relying on it's own weight to hold it down. The downstairs bathroom has to have brand new drywall. We had to replace the water heater, there's a leak. The tanks of the toilets were cracked. We don't even know if the central air is functional yet.
All of this is irrelevant because we got such a fucking deal on this place. Of course I hate stripping the stupid wallpaper borders in the rooms we're using. Of course waiting for plumbers to show up only to have them reschedule for 8 hours later is frustrating. We're not holding our breath that they'll show on time tomorrow, but I hope they do for Steve's sleep's sake.
The extra room has made it blatantly obvious that my desire to have another baby isn't entirely crazy. Steve's not sure how he feels about it yet. He liked being an only child, but I actually enjoy my siblings from time to time. I have a couple nice names picked out. I'd like to use them before someone else in my family gets the chance. I will be working next year, from home, so I can afford to have another little one around. Plus, if you've got decent insurance and you can afford groceries, babies aren't really all that expensive. I don't mind putting a girl in hand me down boys clothes. I want to make all my kids' food myself. It's insane how NOT expensive babies can be. I am 100% sure that Dexter gets everything he wants, so if no one is left wanting, I'm sure I'm not robbing him of anything.
Buuuuut.... I'm rambling. I am just thankful for all the wonderful things in my life right now. I'm thankful The Kellys will be staying with us for a bit, and don't hate us for all the delays in getting things right in there. I'm thankful my son is a strapping young lad. I'm thankful he's walking. I'm thankful he started walking when my family was in town to see it. I'm thankful my grandpa is still alive to see my child. I'm thankful for the pictures I got to take with him holding my son. I was walking past him, holding a sleeping baby, and he just smiled and reached up his arms and I couldn't resist passing Dex along.