We got A LOT of things done around the house this weekend and I feel like I can finally breathe. We're paying our handy man to do everything else that needs to be done B.M. (before Marlo) because I just don't want to deal with it. I prefer taking naps.
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We got new His and Hers bedside tables. HERS is red, loud, and funky. HIS has clean lines, a hidden compartment, and is pretty easy on the eyes. I'll just leave that metaphor alone. Too easy. |
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Remember THE chair? Well THE chair is officially MY (I mean, Marlo's) chair. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't already spent hours imagining what it'll be like to rock our girl in it once she comes home and that I immediately start crying at the thought. I'm quite mushy these days. I blame the hormones. |
Can you believe that we're in the single-weeks countdown? I sure can't; I start crying at the thought because I'm so damn excited to see our girl. I can't wait for a lot of things but I think I'm most excited to see Joe holding Marlo. MY man holding MY baby? Would you like me to cry now or later? I also can't wait to smell that perfect newborn-baby smell. It's intoxicating.
I just realized how much I'm crying lately. I think I've gone soft.
I seriously need to lock it up.
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