Well, I've officially decided I'm going crazy. And I think I've come to the definite conclusion that having your third child is entirely different than having your first. I just simply can't do things like I used to. The preparations are different because I'm so busy with the raising of two other children. And With a hubby that is hardly around (by no fault of his own) that only increases the stress. And forget about nesting! I mean seriously? I feel like every time I organize something it is undone, either because its sort of "in their way" or they are curious and get into it. Like the changing table in their room. It was a bookshelf and some storage for them. It still has their DVDs, videos and books on the bottom shelves but I'm preparing the top for its actual original purpose. So, its the first time in awhile that it is available for them to climb all over. And of course, its there...they must climb.
I'd say its been an adjustment and something new and exciting. I would say I'm way more tired and a little more snappy then I like to be...but what are you going to do.
its almost over! I'm just getting anxious and excited now. I have come to this peaceful place where I could care less about the organizing and the cleaning. I'm just so excited to see my little babe and finally figure out if its a he or she.
