invasion
As many thousand times as I've heard "a baby changes everything" it didn't really hit home until probably today or yesterday that this is real. But just now I think the little monster (because evidently I can't call the baby a little monster once it's born, so it has to get out of my system now) moved itself from sideways to up and down, which isn't necessarily the most pleasant thing in the world, and it made me more aware of the invasion of our apartment and lives.
there is baby paraphernalia all over now. it is terrifying. and probably exciting. and daunting. and everywhere. also, there is nothing more interesting happening in our lives (shocker, that. mmm... boring...) so we end up talking about the baby all the time. it's a taste of things to come, I suppose, but I'm not sure how much I approve of this coup. then again, now is not the time to try to be in control of anything.
so far, just the cat has her toys lying around the house. I imagine before long I'll be tripping on baby toys too, and then legos and then some other deadly older child toy that I can't even properly imagine yet without being slightly horrified.
although eric points out that the large volume of baby paraphernalia all over may have something to do with my nasty nesting instinct, it doesn't change the fact that it will take over. I don't think our apartment has room to successfully stow all of the baby's things out of sight, no matter what lengths we go to stuff them away. and that doesn't include the station wagon full of stuff out in the garage right now. I have the feeling that it just multiplies, this baby stuff.
so. life as I have known it, just recently gotten used to, in fact, is about to disappear forever. probably already has. I'm not sure how well I'll manage all this changing to something new but I never did like transitions. glarb. I guess now is the time to work on those coping skills.
there is baby paraphernalia all over now. it is terrifying. and probably exciting. and daunting. and everywhere. also, there is nothing more interesting happening in our lives (shocker, that. mmm... boring...) so we end up talking about the baby all the time. it's a taste of things to come, I suppose, but I'm not sure how much I approve of this coup. then again, now is not the time to try to be in control of anything.
so far, just the cat has her toys lying around the house. I imagine before long I'll be tripping on baby toys too, and then legos and then some other deadly older child toy that I can't even properly imagine yet without being slightly horrified.
although eric points out that the large volume of baby paraphernalia all over may have something to do with my nasty nesting instinct, it doesn't change the fact that it will take over. I don't think our apartment has room to successfully stow all of the baby's things out of sight, no matter what lengths we go to stuff them away. and that doesn't include the station wagon full of stuff out in the garage right now. I have the feeling that it just multiplies, this baby stuff.
so. life as I have known it, just recently gotten used to, in fact, is about to disappear forever. probably already has. I'm not sure how well I'll manage all this changing to something new but I never did like transitions. glarb. I guess now is the time to work on those coping skills.