Monday, November 24, 2008

to-dos

As I posted on twitter today, I'm starting to get a little hyperventilate-y about having a child in less than two months.

It's not labor I'm concerned about, or my life changing, or really the actual kid at all. I'm worried about STUFF.

I think it would be helpful for me to not listen to other people, ever. Throughout this pregnancy, the only time I have ever been nervous/anxious/scared is when I take people's questions and comments and turn them into something to fret about. People keep asking me, "oh, is your nursery all decorated?" And the answer is a big no. No crib, no changing table, no cute arrangement of books and toys on a cute shelf.

For the most part, I'm not super concerned about this. It'll get done, and if it doesn't, oh well, we'll figure it out once we get there. But the more people ask, the more I think about it. And freak out.

We still have to figure out how to rearrange our house. I feel like I'm putting together a Rubik's cube here. The guest bedroom will become the baby's room, and the office will become a combination office/guest bedroom. The issue is, what to do with our two giant desks, two computer workstations, my ginormous mountain of art supplies, etc. etc. And it kills me to say it. . . I feel like the art supplies will be the first thing to go. I have enough concerns about that to merit it's own blog post, so I'll just leave it at that. But otherwise. . . there are questions of storage, questions of furniture, questions of how is this all going to happen with a kid on the way, and during the busiest season of the year.

I think it's time to write a detailed to do list. Just to maintain some control over the whole ordeal.

and I know this is one of my rambliest blog posts ever, but it's just all on my mind and I thought I might as well share.

4 comments:

pammie said...

Depending on your thoughts on co-sleeping, a baby doesn't need a crib for at least the first month to 6 weeks. You could get a pack and play, which you'll probably need anyway for traveling, and use that in your bedroom or something until you're ready to get the nursery organized. Of course I have no idea how your house is set up, but we hardly used our nursery in those early days...we just did diaper changes where we were at (I had a diaper caddy, which was really handy) and the baby slept in our room. Feel free to e-mail me if you need help or have other questions...there are so many products out there that make things like this easier. I'd love to share my experience.

kimberly said...

I can completely understand (as you probably remember from my own blog). I found that once we got the crib everything started to line up from there. So maybe tackle one big thing and it'll start flowing from there!

harriet M. Welsch said...

This post took me back. When I was pregnant with my son, we were living in a loft with two half-bedrooms (partial walls and no doors), one of which was my work-at-home husband's office and too small for an office/guest room or a baby's room. The only place for the crib was a niche in our bedroom. But how were we going to fit a crib and a changing table in there? I couldn't get my head around it. But somehow, once the baby came, everything was fine. And the getting rid of stuff we already had was dramatic too -- was I giving up myself if I got rid of books I used to read or musical instruments I didn't practice much anymore? Somehow I'd transferred all my anxiety about how a baby was going to fit in our lives to the furniture, which seemed more controllable at the time, or at least was a more concrete reminder of my lack of control. But once there was an actual baby, that stuff suddenly didn't matter at all.

willikat said...

I have not been/am not pregnant, so I'm going to be just a random advice-giver, but I say make the list, don't give up the art supplies, and do some yoga. The best thing you can do is take care of yourself (and in turn, the baby) and anything you don't get to--well, the baby won't remember! :) You will so be OK. You are too awesome not to be. Hugs!