This is going to be a whole new world for all of us, but we are of course thrilled and feeling incredibly blessed. London was giddy about the little girl, apparently we are going to, and I quote, "spoil her rotten." And I'm sure Noble will show the little guy the ropes, he's still warming up to the idea of sharing his mommy. Can't wait to see what's in store.
I'm going to blame it on pregnancy hormones. It occurred to me at approximately 11:30 on Saturday morning that we might not have enough time/energy/capable people (since I only count as maybe 1/2 a capable person on a good day) to complete what we have planned.
As of right now I have a wallpaper removal steamer that I cannot lift, yet alone use heating up in the bathtub, one giant willow tree chopped in pieces covering the backyard, and one more that is half way there, a birthday party to prepare for, fairy wings to sew for said birthday party, a little girl's bedroom I promised to paint by a birthday (hence the wallpaper steamer), and counter tops and a back splash that need to be removed so that the new shiny, not covered in three colors of paint, counters can be installed on my daughter's actual birthday. And did I mention I really want to get started on the nursery?
And I'm strangely happy about all of it.
And people act like pregnancy hormones are a bad thing.