Nesting of Sorts...

As I draw nearer to the five month mark and the realization that this pregnancy is almost half over. It has come to mind that perhaps I should get my shit together so to speak.

It feels like we have tons of stuff just sitting around and we just aren't doing anything with it. I need to completely empty my third bedroom upstairs which leaves me with where am I going to put all of my/Tom's excess stuff. Then I thought, wait we can put it in the garage and then I thought no, I wanted to empty that completely out. So now my option is to throw as much frivolous crap away as possible and then move what is left over to the basement. Oh wait the basement needs some drywall thrown up in the small area we were designating for storage. So now, you see I am in a bit of a catch 22.

I was over my parents house this morning for breakfast and told them that I seriously needed the TV show "Clean House" to come over and organize and repair everything I don't have the time to get to. I swear work is eating away at my life. I have been working 9 to 10 hour days almost every day trying to get our new department running smoothly. Tom works all night comes home and watches Hannah until I get home from work and by that time neither one of us want to wash dishes much less paint and spackle! What's a tired Mama to do, we need help! Being a working Mom is definitely for the birds.

Today I made my first step and drug all the bags my Mom sent over here of girls clothing (Four bags to be exact) upstairs to Hannah's room. Then Hannah and I spent a better part of two hours going through everything and hanging it in her closet. Well she ate goldfish and ran a muck but she was still in there! So at least I have one less thing to worry with. Tomorrow I will pester my dad to come and help me get all of the lawn chairs and coolers back to his shed. I'm sure he is going to love that!

Then my next aggravation challenge, is dealing with Tom and this idea that he is in charge of picking out the decorating scheme for the new baby. I'll admit that I am a tad bit of a control freak and I very much like neutral and warm colors. Tom likes bold and bright burn-your-corneas-out colors. Not kidding. He even said he was going to paint every wall a different color...all brights. I'm scared.

The other day I was in the mall and saw in the Pottery Barn window an adorable Zebra bedding for a boy. So pretty. I told Mom how perfect that was if we are to have a boy and she kindly reminded me that Tom is picking everything, humph. I have tried not to even show him anything I like because I know he will veto it. Today I mustered up my courage and showed him the bedding that I am in love with. I got an honest to goodness "That's not bad." Which to me means he likes it just as much as I do. I could be over thinking this whole thing, ha!  Since I will finally learn the sex of this baby on August 3rd I would like to go to the "Baby SuperMart" and see what they have. I always see the advertisement but have never been there. So we may be heading that way in two more weekends.

I might have to organize a few more things tonight if I don't get too sleepy first!