I had a really good day at work yesterday - one of those days where I came close enough to a deadline to get the adrenaline pumping, but not so close as to break out in a cold sweat. During my now-short bus ride home, I reflected on how much better my life is right now than I thought it would be. This happens to me a lot - I hear other people talk about how hard something is, and I get scared.
When I was pregnant, I prepared myself for a really tough first year as a new mom. I expected to be overweight, stressed out, and exhausted. I was worried about the affect on our relationship and my work. You might wonder why I wanted to have a child so badly in the first place. Maybe deep down I knew it wouldn't be so bad. In fact, most parts of my life are so much better. The only casualties of being a mom are my tummy and my REM sleep. I lost all of my baby weight, but my tummy is wrinkly and my belly button still looks weird. So I bought a one-piece "mom" bathing suit - problem solved.
Sleeping is still my biggest problem, but even that could be much worse. I'm usually only up for a total of one hour at night, but after 4 months of this I often fantasize about holing up somewhere and sleeping for a day straight. Adam gets up with Brenden any time I ask, but it wouldn't be pretty if I went a whole night without nursing.
Our mission for this weekend is to find a new dining table. You wouldn't believe how few furniture stores there are in Seattle. There are some high-end stores we can't even afford to park near, and then you have the thrift stores. We're not opposed to buying something second-hand, but with Brenden and a Toyota Corolla, getting it home would be a challenge. We need to find a store with moderately-priced, mass-produced furniture that offers home delivery. There are lots of stores like that in our hometown, but the delivery fee might be a bit much.
3 comments:
Can you rent a truck from Home Depot or something? That's what we did when Mike and I both drove Civics when we lived in FL.
I'm guessing you guys don't have American Signature Home or Ashely (my 2 faves) out there, huh. Boo.
I thought I was doing something wrong because I was totally not stressed out when Daniel was a baby. I actually think the hardest part so far has been the early toddler days after they start walking/getting into things but before they can talk to tell you what they want and before you can really do much with discipline. Even that wasn't the nightmare that people made it out to be, though.
And I don't know why my comment posted and then deleted, haha.
One word....Ikea
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