So I’d love if this post was FILLED with picture after picture of all the hard work I’ve been doing and therefore I could excuse my absence that way but in fact…
I have not done ONE SINGLE THING on this house since almost finishing the painting in the Family Room (trim is still not finished). Why, you ask? Well, I’m pregnant!!!! # 3 will join us in early December!
Since discovering this exciting fact I have spent HOURS, laying in bed, swearing up and down that this is my last pregnancy EVER! I’ve gagged, wept, slept and gagged some more. The TV is raising my children and the house, well lets just say, if we had to put our house on the market today, we’d have to take a lot less for it then we bought if for (and we put in a KITCHEN!).
It’s bad folks! I’m completely embarrassed for even the UPS man to knock on the door. We’ve had family stay twice and both times I’ve managed to drag myself to the vacuum cleaner and push it around a bit, and once I even cleaned the bathrooms (kinda) but in all truthfulness the place is falling apart. Yikes!
I’m 15 weeks along now and any day now I fully expect to get that second trimester surge and go zipping around making our house a home again. This pregnancy is a dead ringer for the one I had with my daughter and in that case I should start feeling better in about a week or two. (I was 16 weeks with my daughter when the light finally dawned).
Until then, we will just keep having popcorn and apple-sauce suppers and praying extra LONG nap times for everyone.
Be back soon-I hope!