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Organizing the smallest of things

Happy June everyone!

As we skip into July any day now, I am getting closer to my due date. I’m trying to give myself a list of tasks to ensure I get everything done in a reasonable time frame. We all know how that works, but hey, here’s to the effort.

I see myself at step 3 in this process: Organize the baby clothes! Step one was to get the little things, like binkies, bottles, wipes, bibs, etc. I also needed to get some things for myself, like maternity clothes. Step two was to put together a registry. I know I’m going to have to organize baby clothes all over again after my showers, but I couldn’t handle another day of baby clothes in bags. I’ve been fortunate to receive an abundance of hand-me-downs from baby boys before mine, and have been working on organizing those as well.

I find the large plastic totes comes in handy nicely! I packed one up with some clothes and all the small baby necessities. I got a couple of small ones and decided to put more clothes in those. So far, I’ve organized clothes by size. My little one – NXD, will arrive in early October (give or take a few days, weeks?). So anything ‘newborn’ or ‘0-3 months’ are stored in the front, while ‘3-6 months’ and very warm clothes being second, since this timeline will put us past the New Year when the weather will be more harsh.

I’m having a lot of fun putting things together so far. The baby articles help me understand what a new baby will need and I’m thinking outside the box about care my little one will need. I want to be sure he comes into the world and my hubby and I are completely prepared for him. I also want to be sure he picks up good habits (which is probably the biggest deal to us). I want him to know that organizing isn’t just beneficial, but can also be fun. Some times I overwhelm myself with a whole list of chores, so lately I’ve been breaking them down and trying to be sure I take things one day at a time. After all, Rome was built in one day, and neither was the Ark.


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Can we PLEASE stop being too busy to remember the important things?

Today, I read a story about a little girl left in a car for 15 hours before being found. She was found dead. Her name was Joseline Eichelberger and she was 11 months old. Her parents said they each “thought the other one was carrying the child out of the car.” (Infant left in car) This is not the first time this has happened. Why is this happening?!

Joseline Eichelberger

I know every person is only human and we all forget things, but, for 15 hours? For 15 hours they didn’t see their baby girl’s face, they didn’t feed her dinner, change her, bathe her or put her down to bed?

I didn’t come to rant – although I feel like every person should for this innocent life being lost. No, I came to remind myself and others to stop being so busy and remember the important things. Remember to bring in your pets from the car after taking them to the vet. Remember to lock your doors when your significant other is home alone. Remember to kiss your babies and give them hugs because there are so many beautiful children in the world who are currently being neglected and mistreated. Remember to be nice to the person next to you because you don’t know what they’re going through.

The world needs more love. Let’s stop being so hard on ourselves and pushing ourselves to go above and beyond so much that it’s practically killing us. Let’s take care of the Earth and the wildlife within it. Let’s smile at each other instead of judging. Let’s be more understanding when plans are cancelled because someone needs R&R. And, let’s be more willing to tell people we need R&R instead of making another excuse! Rome wasn’t built in one day and neither was the Ark. Naturally, it’s going to take time for us to make a change, but let’s start today.

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Why I never invite people over …

I saw this hashtag today that asked people to state the reasons why they never invite people over and I came up with so many off the bat, that I just had to share this funny with everyone!

1. My pets shed too much and removing all of it on the furniture takes a million years. If you come over, expect to leave with some of my cat.

2. Speaking of pets – my dogs get so excited when people come over and then they want to play with everyone but are so hyper and big, it ends up being a curse.

3. I’m super introverted, so even though I want people to come over, I also just want to be alone in my bubble.

4. Some people don’t respect your time. They tell you they’re coming at one time, come much later and then stay forever!

5. I’m a perfectionist so then I have to clean my house until it’s spotless because I don’t like being judged. Proof – my turtles tank got cleaned for the first time in 2 months for my husband’s party. And it still barely looked clean (I know, turtles are dirty, but this killed me). Then no one came inside because it was too hot, which killed me even more – read about it on “It’s all about the timing”.

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It’s the little things that matter

So, here I am, 22 weeks pregnant and already feeling like I’m in the “nesting” phase. I have a whole list of things that need to get done before the baby comes and about a three month deadline. Realistically, I’ve been tackling these little by little.

One of the things on my list is working on old laundry. Lucas & I used to have a washer and dryer in our old apartment, but since we moved, we’ve had to go to the laundromat. I know I’m not alone when I say I don’t feel like sitting in a laundromat all day! With that being said, laundry has piled up. It’s not excessive; it’s mainly out-of-season clothes and a couple of comforters which totals about 4 garbage bags. My goals are to wash the comforters and out of season clothes so I can store them. Then, I can donate whatever else we actually don’t use. So far, I’ve been dwindling down on old clothes but added new maternity clothes. Lucas, on the other hand, still has 150 t-shirts… I’m not exaggerating.

Today, I worked on some of that goal. I decided the only way to get the pile knocked out of the way, was to handle it bag by bag. So today, I took a bag from the deep dark secrets and washed it when I did the normal wash. I was at the laundromat a bit longer than usual but it was better than trying to get it all done in one day. Yes, it is possible to get done, but I honestly don’t feel like it. I give myself a HUGE high five for doing at least this.

Another task on my list has been to figure out why the windshield wipers aren’t working. During the winter time (yes, 6 months ago), the windshield wipers stopped working. When we tried to use them, a weird sound came out. So, we thought it was either broken or frozen. Now that it has finally gotten nice outside (and then some), I decided to take a jab at it. Last week when I was picking up lottery tickets, I picked up a gallon of fluid. And today, since I was waiting for the clothes to dry anyways, I poured it in the car. Call it pregnancy hormones or just plain happiness, but I damn-near happy cried when I was able to clean my windshield. Turns out it was just empty! I admit, I hadn’t considered this as a possibility because I genuinely thought there was a dash light for when it ran low. The whole time I was adding fluid little by little and checking under the car for a leak. I’m laughing really hard at myself right now.

Anyways, today was a successful day. I’m just trying to get things done piece by piece so my life can be in order by the time my sweet baby boy comes. And sometimes, it’s the little things that matter. Rome wasn’t built in one day and neither was The Ark.

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It’s all about the timing

This weekend was a great one! I always hear that once you get older and have kids, your birthday’s aren’t the same. So when I thought about my husband turning 28 last week, I thought it would be really great to bring all of his favorite people together to celebrate. Doing this took time. All of our family had at least an hour of travels, so I wanted to get the word out ASAP. I also didn’t want to be stressed, so I started planning 5 weeks ahead of time.

First thing was getting together a guest list: I sent a text to everyone letting them know I was having the party. You know… typical. So my plan was following up a couple days before the party, but I didn’t realize that someone didn’t get my message because my phone has trouble sending texts to iPhones (laughs at self). Thankfully, my grandma called to remind me.

I had the chicken ordered over a week ahead of time to be sure the restaurant could accommodate the bulk order. Thank God I didn’t choose to bake the chicken like originally intended, because it turned out to be a HOT day! More on that later…

I coordinated with everyone 2 weeks out to see what they were bringing and then wrote a grocery list based off what was missing. I checked with everyone a couple days before to be sure they were still coming so I knew if I had to add anything to my list.

I went shopping 2 days before the party to give myself ample time for any last minute shopping. Turns out I needed the leg room, because I forgot to put oil on my list. I ended up going to the store the morning of the party to pick some up.

I had the entire morning planned prior to the start of party to get myself ready, my dogs settled and start cooking. I woke up at 8am (my alarm was set for 11am but sleeping pregnant isn’t an easy task) so I had more than enough time to de-stress and calmly get everything done.

I cleaned my house like a maniac all week long. This turned out to be the really funny part, because the party ended up being outside. The original plan was to use the empty nursery as a dining room for the day. I had tables and chairs set up to accommodate everyone. As the day went on, I realized quickly that plans needed to change because the temperature was warmer than expected. We were anticipating 58 degree weather with rain and we actually got 72 degree weather with no clouds.

For anyone who knows me, I DO NOT like changing plans. My husband has been telling me to chill out more. He says to stop stressing, because that turns a fun moment into a tense one. I was super proud of myself when I had to change plans because it rolled off my back like it came second nature to me. I didn’t even dwell on it. To be honest, I had a lot more to worry about than where everyone sat.

I saw everyone gathering outside – no one wanted to come in a hot house! So we started taking chairs out. I am super grateful for my mom, who took over frying the tostones so I coild get some fresh air. Without her, I’d likely would have passed out. When it came time for dinner to be served, I just knew we were all going to be miserable inside, so I delegated my husband, dad and father-in-law to take the tables outside. I’m really happy we didn’t have any fly/bee incidents!

Ultimately, the party turned out to be a success! My husband and guests had a great time. We were really happy that we got to see all of our family at the same time.